Dark streets of St. Petersburg

What happened to me in St. Petersburg… A part of me was so deeply touched, that today I still think about it. A lot. They’re mostly just random thoughts that I try to put together. It feels so distant. I remember walking the streets at night all alone. Everything was so dark and cold. I went into black alleys untill the city lights would disappear. Surrounded by night, I just stood there and waited. In the darkest of streets in St. Petersburg. I just waited. It feels like a dream when I think about it. What was I waiting for? We had been warned not to walk around on our own at night, but I wasn’t afraid at all. Actually I felt more at ease standing there in that dark alley than I did walking the main streets… What a weird experience that was. Something happened to me, but I still don’t know what or how or why…

And that’s all I have to say about that… for now.