Brussels smell

Monday morning so glorious, so new as everything start and continue. People look more tired than on Friday´s morning and I can not help to feel a bit like them. I used to love the Central Station because it was like my entrance to the city of drama and beauty( as I see Brussels). Today was different, I could smell the disgusting urine from the fifth step on the exit´s stairs and it continued to way up at Kunstberg/Mont d´art.

So my day at this wonderful, magical city started smelly and pathetic. I can only say that perhaps the Brussels´ Summer Festival had something to do with such a bad welcome to the hard working crowd.

I can not help to wonder if bad starts also mean bad endings like associated things that are intended to be as they started bad. Some many of my projects started bad or really slow eventually did not go anywhere of the outcome was lame but other projects that started wonderfully ended up quite nicely. My doubt is on: is it bad and great completly just related to our state of mind at certain moment?

Well, positive thinking is totally based on that. Let´s be positive then.

A brighter side

A nice view of Brussels.

This past week has been even more than before a flash of time. I fell on the stairs on  Central station and it was quite embarrassing but a lady asked me if I was allright, it made me believe that not everyone is so cold and detached from others as I have been shown before. I have a big bruise.
I feel that, there is a black hole in my brain devouring my knowledge and everyday,I wake up to realize that I have forgotten important things like names, messages for other people,ect. The black hole only eats what I would like to keep and leave things that I would love to forget intact.
I hope this week will be full of excitement and I could actually paint of draw something meaningful.

Report of the week:
Positive: I think, I made a friend for a short traject of 10 to 15 minutes in the bus, I started to talk with a girl and she's a very nice, receptive person.
Negative: lonelyness sometimes get me all emotional. I can not focus for more than 15 minutes in a book in the trein.