It is going

It is going well here. Like in life probably. And ... it is life. Everyday. Like i thought before coming to US, life was going on there, and now, life won't start, after i come back to Ukraine with (or without) money. It is happening at the moment. When you have, and when you have no choices. When you can trade internet surfing to time with friends, or when there is time to work only. Even when u r sleepy, and thinking only about bed and pillow, life is happening. Don't wait for the pillow, live it now!

Just thought of it when was at work. Second summer. Others peoples moods influence you, and you cant wait until workday ends, but there is whole lot more, if you kick those thoughts away.

This week it is plenty of time, bad for me, cause i kind of need hours, to earn some money and such, and i expect it to be less than 40 hours. But God keeps it in His hands, and i am not worried, if this work does not work out, will try to find something else, need to wait though, but dont want these shupid factors take the focus out of a life.

Another big Q remains. Living life. Why? How? What for?... Well, still digging : )

Max

Assateague...

Here are some pictures from my CRAZY Assateague adventure, which happened during the nite JUNE 21-22. Was a spntaneous idea, of a man, who smokes weed and me, who does not : ) , but wants to LIVE life. So by now i das only 2 hours sleep in 2 days.

Bikes werebought in walmart - a part of a plan

Some weird trucks.
Sunrise.

I is OK on the road

One of the strangers, who pick us up.

CYETA, CYETA, CYETA

So... not much is really happening here, I work. Sleep. Eat. Sometimes in reastaurants, sometimes at home. Well stuff like shower, toilet. Beach. Yeah, it had happened few times. Three, one time at night. A policeman told me, i am not to stay there...

What else. Outside is a kind of boring, but well, that is why i went here, to earn some, to give back, what i borrowed. This weekworked 73 hours. No off, well a couple of half-days off.

Kazdoe proisxodyashee obstoyatelstvo proisxodit ne prosto tak, zachem-to. Zachem ya, znaia, chto avtobus edet na rabotu rovno 45 minut, v 9:00 poshel reshat svoi voprosy, kotorye po rasshetam zanimali by 15 minut. Malo togo, chto eto zanialo vse 20, tak escho i abtobusa ne bylo. Stoim. Ponimaem, chto vtoroe opozdanie za nedeliu. Ponimaem svoju oshibku. Obeshaem ne povtoriat. Vidim abtobus. Ya ego uzhe dazhe nazyvaju 10:20 bus, tak kak esli exat na nem, to na 20 minut opazdyvaesh, nu ladno, dumaiu, pust eto mne budet urokom. No kogda on proexal ne ostanovivshys... Da... Kakoj urok. Doma konechno kuchu raz ubezhdalsia, chto dlia Boga net nichego nevozmozhnogo, tem bolee v plane transporta, no v dozhdlivuju pogodu, s kuchej ludej na ostanovke ponimaesh, chto eto odno iz nevozmozhnogo. Cherez minut 10 na gorizonte pokazalsia drugoj avtobus. Razmyshliaja nad tem , kakuiu by pridumat otmazku, i ponimaja, chto lubaja otmazka krome priznaniya svoej viny budet obmanom, v pervuju ochered samoobmanom. Avtobus uzhe za 3 kvartala, mimo probegaet amerikanec, vidimo firefighter, krichit "it's coming!". I tut vozle menia ostanavlivaetsia avtomobil, i ya slishu "Get in!". Okazalos, chto dochka nachalnika edet na rabbotu. Nu vobshem priexal ya vovremia. Samoe udevitelnoe, chto prishlos zhdat, poka priedet Luba, exavshaia v neostanovivshemsia 10:20 bus, u kotoroj byl kluch ot studii. I v 10:15 v golove krutilis mysli "nu kak eto mozhno na rabotu opazdyvat..."

Day No. Three

Here is a little snapshot:

OUTSIDE:
I live in the very downtown with now five Kazakhstanian guys. My work is 0.5 blocks from the house. There are laundry, internet cafe, grocery, beach within 200 meters. I got a job (!). I am a photographer this year. Which means i would recieve more, have my skills improved.

INSIDE:
So, did i get it myself? It is so easy to forget all, God does for me, and assign all the good things to myself... That's hard. And the good thing, God does not let me relax. Every day something happens, that adds to my inside.

PLEASE PRAY:
For people around me, so that, they fing the REAL THING in their life, and so that, i would not be ashamed to share my point of view with em.

Here we go again

Ok, one more summer, and one more summer in States.

Today all the transportation rush calmed down, thanks God i found accomodations, and discussed with my boss some details about work. Will start working in 23 hours.

Expectations:
This decision was pretty hard to make. Last year was the hardest from spiritual aspect, lots of thoughts about life, it's sense, me in his life and such. So the idea of going had a lot of concerns.
I expect to become more responsible in this way, cause this time all the money were borrowed by ME, and I am the only one, who should think and do to give em back. Of course America is more easy in many aspects. It takes a while for ALT+TAB action to switch completely to american lifestyle, but pressing SHIFT+ALT+TAB (to go back to ukrainian one) will take a LOT more, so this is another big concern.

Facts:
This time i just see God working in life. You can always say those are coincidences, but I am sure they are not.
Last two weeks were the most busy during the whole year, and i managed to do it all, including exams, university stuff, document gathering, visa obtaining process (which was not as easy as i expected).
I recieved a call from embassy, that i am not getting a visa unless i bring them the correct document (DS2019 form), which has to be original, sent from US. I remained calm, went on doing regular things. OF course i added some running aroung factor, and it worked out. 20 hours before my flight i recieved my passport with visa in it.
I dont know, what to expect from tomorrow, but i know, that any any thing is under His control.

Today I saw a beautiful sinrise from brooklyn bridge, and i do not have a camera with me, so pictures will be a rare thing on my blog. But, i met a woman from cherkassy, who lives here for 6 years, we had a long nice talk in midtown Manhattan, and she promised to send me a picture of that... ...warm night, New York, two strangers originally from same country, eating SALO...

OK, I would appreciate you correcting my mistakes : )