Would you take someone's life?

I would.


11/8/20231 min read

Would you take a cat's life?

The second Weekly in the entire history of my “blog”, of course, there is subtext and blah blah blah...

If you had the opportunity to take someone's life? Would you do this? I mean, if you were offered to live someone else's life. Would you agree? My answer is clearly yes. (I would never kill someone, cmon guys yall know me)

A month ago I was walking around Astana, approximately after writing the first episode of Weekly. I wouldn’t like to go into details about how I decided to go for a walk, but I was clearly not in the best mood. Usually, I go for a walk if I'm sad, but I'm not sad very often. For example now.

While walking, I went into a coffee shop, drank coffee and got an answer to my question. I don’t remember what question exactly, but obviously how to ruin your life, or something like that.

Everything I write always turns out to be very incomprehensible, as if written by a child. Even though I am a child.

Waking up in the middle of the night, I write the continuation of a story that I have to invent, each time hearing something inside myself.

I don't want to go into details. I'm losing concentration again. I'm losing the point of the story again. I'm losing my thoughts again.

I'm writing again.

I feel it again.

I'm getting lost again.

Losing the untold story.

If only writing blogs were as easy as writing WhatsApp messages. If it were as easy as writing essays, inventing dreams and fantasizing before bed? Could I change anything? Could I be different? Could I be a character in my story, but different?


Would you take my life? Certainly. I would run just not to live my own life.

I would do anything.

I would just...