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Hi,

I'm an empath. Nice to meet you. Empath who?? :D Sooo, the other day I couldn't sleep because I felt anxious (for you that aren't empaths, no not that kind of anxious like when you find out your cat has flu). This one was caused, by 2 weeks of not having a comfortable home, but sleeping in a closed ex caffe bar with no heating and really bad, stale energy. I wanna flyyyyyy awaaay, yeeey, yeeey. Ok, so let's get back on the point. So a bit anxious, nothing unusual for me, but I know it will soon pass. And I know the only reason for it is because my batteries are low and I need to recharge my energy. More than enough for an empath.  Or anyone not running away from their emotions but trying to „catch them“ instead, or even better, release them, which I'm not really good at. But I know that this is the way…not letting alcohol and cigarettes create confusion and fog in your brain and let yourself be brainwashed. Ask yourself, what are you doing to yourself, and whyy?? You're taking poison in your body and becoming a vampire. Look at how pale is your skin. Time to click on refresh and open a new tab. Start drinking fresh orange juice and going in nature.I looooove breathing fresh air. ALONE. OOOOOOH I LOOOVE IT. For that cause, Balkan is a great place to live.

So, I was there running and meditating, yes, on a Christmas eve, yes, me a free artist in a place of 500 citizens, and suddenly my godfather passes by and asked me why didn't I go out? Why didn't I go in the bar drinking and listening to those retarded girls and that stupid music of today?

Your honor, I'd like to reply, and I'd like to enclose the first evidence, a photo from a deep consciousness:

Godfather: Wow Jim, that's why my husband is a moron, go ahead, I'm listening.

-Your honor, I don't have any more evidence to enclose.

In my defense, I'd like to tell you how awake I am. Not only awake because it's 1 a.m. and I'm running by the sea but also because I'M THE ONLY ONE DOING THAT. Can't you see how unconscious society is? And I wonder, I am the only one that doesn't like crowded noisy places full of drunk people spilling their drinks on me.  Sooo  loud bad music that you can't speak a word? OHHH, nowadays I can't handle 5 minutes of it. I just feel bad there. That was a good story for a 15 y, 16 year old me. (I'm almost 22 btw.) But not anymore. Now I'd like to have a picnic in a park, with a few girls. If not, I'm gonna go there by myself. That's what my intuition is telling me. Screw society and it's standards, go with your gut.