Ah, what a deep sleep.
In the place where I used to stay, they'd hardly ever switch on the AC. With my light Russian skin, I could barely breathe there, that too with the mosquitoes buzzing around and the choking smell of mosquito repellent. Sleep used to be the worst thing I could imagine.
Every night, I would pray for the hours to pass faster, for morning to come as soon as possible. That was my only bedtime wish: Let this night end.
But now—what a difference.
Here, on this ridiculously cozy sofa, under the chill of the AC, with a band playing softly on YouTube, I had one of the healthiest, most blissful sleeps ever. The kind of sleep you don't just have, you feel.
When I woke up, I thought, Maybe I'll make some breakfast.
But honestly, I didn't want to go to work. I had no purpose to do anything in the morning. I could just eat and sleep all day. That's the real luxury—relaxing without guilt.
Wow.
Still, being alone gives me this odd, phobic feeling.
Then—wtf—music from the first floor. Some song playing. Wait, no… it's not a song. It's some Hindu mantra. Sounds like an auto alarm for a spiritual guy to wake up.
Ugh. Too spiritual.
Why are rich people always so spiritual?
Do they become spiritual so they become rich? Nah. I think it's the other way around—they were rich, so they had the luxury to be spiritual. If God had made them poor—like me, a woman who can hardly eat good food—they wouldn't exactly be in love with worship. If He really exists, that would be the first question from any poor person: Why did you make me like this?
Anyway… haha, I kinda love this mantra.
I think breakfast is in the fridge. Oh, yeah—lots of beers. Well, Russians and beer were made for each other. My stomach bacteria will surely love beer in the early morning, even before brushing my teeth. They might think I'm happy, so they'll be happy too.
But ugh, this beer is… not so beer. Worst thing about India? They drink these ridiculously strong beers, never the lighter ones.
Still—morning alarm, Hindu mantra, and beer? Sounds like the perfect combo to dance.
Yeah. The best thing about dancing is that my mind stops thinking about anything else. The focus is all on the movement. And right now, that's exactly what I need.