Nastroje negatywne

Nie zawsze musi byc w zyciu kolorowo...
Przeczytalam wczoraj /prawdopodobnie/ najbardziej depresyjna ksiazke na jaka sie do tej pory natknelam-- The Grass is Singing, Doriss Lessing.

I was just like I had enough of slighting of the surface of serious matters like discrimination and justice in the society with this group of youths which came here with the main purpose to have fun and do not care about anything with no any sens of responsibility...One do not have to always be lucky with groups, but this time if you add my leg-problem, it is easy too much.......

So I decided to take an afternoon and evening off. And then I started to read this book and it was just worse and worse and worse....I mean, the style and the author's ability to put the sense in the words it is just mastership, you cannot deny that fact. Nevertheless this sense which she is describing in the book...
White-black South Africa, women-men subject, personal failures, the whole atmosphere: the fully of unluck....The wonderfull moments in the beautiful landscape is for me not enough to not starting being depressive after all that...
I mean we are more advanced right now as a mankind in any case but dealing with the past even...
Ok I do not really know what I want to write. Maybe it was just to much at once for me.

But tomorrow I will be home and meeting friends!!!!!!!!!!!!