No sleep to...

I did not go into a satisfied R.E.M state of sleep until 4 o clocloc in the morning. I guess my thoughts were in a mighty dialog, the self-confident angel debating with the low-esteem devil, each on one shoulder, talking to each other through my ears. So I ploughed them in, atleast I could not hear the fan, the trafic and I pretended not to hear my thoughts.

I woke up after sleeping a couple of hours, a public anouchment by a police car went through the air.

I was to tired to take its serious. Later I found out that the tourist in the area were really worried, some foreign president was comming and the police wanted everybody to move their cars..

A polish tourist asked for direction to downtown, I took him under my wing and did some hip-shoot-tourist-site explanations. He was impressed, so was I, I was only here for 2 weeks 5 moths ago.

I got to destination for the day, to get a telephone sim card, so now Im connected.

The polish and I had a some Arak under clear sky in downtown Beirut, I lit a fat romeo y julieta, blew the smoke towards the sky and listend to the stories he had to tell, my phone ran and I paused him, I laughed realising its my my first call on my Leb cell,

Yasmine called to invite me out for drinks tomorrow!