Every time I try to outsmart my biological clock, it reminds me quite well that I am a very regular little human ant and that I time zones do not travel on the wings of airplanes. It is 2:26 right now (at least according to the watch here next to me), and my body is ready to go out and play in the morning sun (where are the birds?, where are the birds?). The planet will need a little while until it is turned into the position of the morning, and until then I will need to force my jumpy mind into sleeping mode. It will be like trying to stick a bag filled with honey collecting insects into a little box, using one hand behind my back. (Relatively impossible...)
It is an odd balance. On one hand, my mind is not quite ready yet, it is sleepy, it wants to relax a little more, find some rest, and yet on the other hand it wants to run, run, run...
The city is luckily very quiet on monday mornings at 2am... so maybe if I just imagine that it is not morning yet... oh, that would not be imagining...
Hmm... spin little planet, spin...
"Samorost means "Selfgrower"... can please somebody email me how to advance beyond the third level?... "
Are you still stuck?
I was never even able to pass the first level... : (
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W.. hallo and welcome home... Dalai Lama and I missed you :)
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