Anonymous Monument

Anonymous Monument is a monument of actually existed Hungarian chronograph that lived in the Middle Ages. Chronicler Anonymous (Latin Anonymus) studied in Paris and became a notary at one of the Hungarian kings. The most famous of his works is XII century - «Gesta Hungarorum» («Acts of Hungarians). There is a version that this monk had a curious habit - he was always in the dark and long cloak with a hood, and no one saw his face. Moreover, no one knew his name. That was the reason why he was called Anonymus, which means "nameless, unknown” in Latin. Since then every author does not sign his works gets the common name - anonymous.

Work Ate My Brains

(The note about yesterday.)

The day had begun boring but turned into a hellish hilarious carousel of different cases soon. For today I did many thing from writing articles to peaches gathering ... Work was like running, while you were running and hold the breath, you thought you were full of energy, and if only you were relaxed once you would "unstuck" and could do nothing more... I came home from the labor feats, relaxed, drank a cup of coffee and enjoyed the American cinema ... All was simple but nice at the same time.

Feature Of Life

I am amazed by this feature of our lives, something the life terribly slows, then, on the contrary, terribly accelerates. Yesterday I was no use to anyone, and today I have three propositions for how to spend the evening and one is more interesting than another. I’m to use freedom of choice right and determine, what I'll do this evening.

Non-stop

I live nearly non-stop. Over the last 24 hours I slept no more than three hours. The brain desperately doesn’t want to “go off”. I feel like a biological robot. I’m very sleepy, but I do not feel tired and yawn and I work ... I thought that a walk would help. The walk didn’t help

Generation Gap

Yesterday I communicated with representatives of today’s youth, I felt what the big difference is between me and them. I’ve understand that I am completely different and think in the other categories. Amazingly for me, I was only 5 or 10 years older, but completely different. Yes, generations differ.

Generation Gap, today’s youth