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All written is fiction. But what is fiction? An attempt to catch the uncatchable. Or just a touch of it's sleeve as it passes us by.

I guess i read it somewhere.
 The days go fast. Very quicly. And it's dark. Somehow it feels like our motions have become more slow and that's why it feels like time is passing in speed. Peole worried we're bored out here... but there is not really time for that. As there is no sun, there is the clock and the goals that are set for oneself. Plenty to do. 

Last sunday in a gathering people were talking about sunny vacations and then i missed it. The sun. But here the locals say, that they like the dark season more - much more - than the light one. Well, coffee works more effectively than lavender :)
It's easier to get energy, than to slow down, when the sun is beaming on you 24/7, they say.

Also the people working in the kindergarden are the best: every week they have some special event. Love that they actually explaned two-yearolds how the planets are and why it's dark now, like accurately. Just sweet.