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So... I've rented 3 apartments on my own so far (lived with a roommate before that). Now thinking if I'm perhaps ready to move away from my parents apartment again. Meaning, financially ready, I'm always looking forward to living alone. Although this instability and constant threats that we don't have enough heat for the winter, that you might need some extra money in case your house gets cold in -20C in winter... Risky, better to have money saved but on the other hand this turmoil with Russia and part of Ukraine being occupied and war can last for years and years so better ajust to it and live as if everything is normal, not like otherwise I'll save enough money to buy an apartment anyway.
So before I make my final decision, I've decided to post an overview of my 'adventures' of the past. Been organizing photos not too long ago, gave me an idea for this post.
Here's my first apartment, AKA hell on earth.
I even look exhausted there because it's hard not to be able to sleep well and waking up to a perforator with walls being thin and vibrating all over the floor, or rather, across several floors whenever 1 person is drilling.
Month into my living there I ask a next door neighbor, how long has the renovation started (assuming that the longer it lasts the sooner it perhaps would end). And the neighbor went: "Oh, that dude's been at it for years, I've no idea what he's still doing". You know what, I believe him because my parents have such a neighbor who've been doing noisy house renovation for at least a year, at least half a year I was still living there too. Then he went on to extending his apartment further to the front. Some people are crazy like that. They have 6 kids and then try to make a comfortable living space for 8 people in a modest-sized 3-room apartment.
- one more from my first apartment. living room/bedroom, so... THE room -
To make things worse, my upstars neighbors were some heavy elephants and I'd hear their walking every time. It could be any time of the day, even at 1am, and every time they did I could feel the vibration in my stomach. Partly the cheap Soviet era construction is to blame. Brick houses were much better in silencing noises, but that one ... I could hear almost clearly what my neighbors to the right were talking about thru the wall. That's why I try to only rent brick buildings.
- kitchen. it was actually kinda cute, compared to the room -
So because of that walking that felt like slight punches in the stomach, I had troubles falling asleep, even with music in my ears. Aparently, in the smaller rooms (of which was only kitchen and well... the corridor) I couldn't hear or feel any walking. So I actually made a sleeping place for myself in the small kitchen from the chair pillows.
I read somewhere later the explanation for why the smaller room was not affected by the feet stamping noise. Something to do with physics I've never learnt much and the so called 'drum effect'. The bigger the square the more the noise is spreading and resonating somehow. I'll leave it to the smart and curious and non-lazy people to understand, intuitively it makes sense to me.
- the last shot from that horrible place, again, the living room that prooved impossible for a living: -
The curtains are mine btw, they had some useless yellow ones.
Anyway, I got out of there 5 months later (4 months later I told my landlord about my decision and had to wait a month for her to find new tenants).
I was sooo happy to get out, especially since on top of the sound problems, summer heat started killing me there. No air conditioning, but also, 8th floor, no trees on the way, just sun staring at your windows all day, it's a bath house.
Later, my landlord called me to ask if the potential new renters been contacting me after they came to see the place. I said no, which was true. Aparently they went back on their words and decided not to move in. Geee, I wonder why. Buy a freaking AC, it used to cost as much as a 1 month rent. If the greedy woman invested a little, maybe she'd have more interested parties, not just silly girls like me, the first time renters without experience.
Almost forgot. This was my view out the window:
Pretty depressing, eh? Concrete sacks for people. Huge concrete sacks. I only took that apartment fr its closeness to the beach but didn't enjoy it much considering all the other factors I've mentioned.
Now this is my second apartment, which was 20% more expensive but waaaay better and quiet, too:
AC on the wall, which was helpful from both heat and gas emissions from this busy road under my windows.
kitchen with a foldable table and a fold-out chair/bed
flowers I bought for myself:
busy road with traffick jams underneath. still better than noisy neighbors:
oh and a king-size bathtub:
(The water is colored with bath salt.)
Maybe I wouldn't have left that place if the revolution and the subsequent fall of the business activity hasn't happenned. I started earning less and was worried that I couldn't afford such a rent. So I've found another nice place, less fancy, but on some points even superior. Quiet, clean air, close to the park and walking distance to metro. I've been pretty satisfied with it. Although the renovation eventually started there too, by the neighbor downstairs. But as I've written already, brick building was not as horrible with the noise as that first one comprised solely of concrete blocks.
Here's the park 5 minutes away from my last apartment:
This park was where the mass slaughter of Jews took place during the WWll. A huge mass grave underneath. A monument on top. Another one to remember all the atrocious things we did to one another.
The view out the windows was nice and peaceful:
So here's my latest place from inside:
Turns out I don't have any pictures of it except the ones I took of myself and on my way out:
Packing the bags before leaving is quite overwhelming, you know:
Packing the bags before leaving:
The bed was not too comfortable. I might have even gotten a trauma there that's still reminding of itself.
Moving is stressful, as evident from my pictures I've got lots of stuff, electronics, computer table, oh... my jewelry making kit! lols that one weighs about 5 kilos))) Too many pins, needles and chains and beads - you can't imagine how much such little things weigh when you've got a lot of them. So this last time 2 guys were helping me carry and move those things from/to door to door.
Rest assured there's more stuff in the kitchen. When you rent in Ukraine, especially the segment which is considered economy (the widest lol), there's always something missing in every apartment you move in to. Some don't have a vacuum cleaner, some - a boiling pot, some - a frying pan or a cattle, almost nobody has hair dryers. Iron is also often missing, ironing board ... So you end up buying lots of stuff that you carry with you from place to place.
Very few offers of empty apartments. But then, it'd be risky to choose an empty one seeing how after you buy and move in your own sofa, cupboard etc the owners just might like to increase rent on you and you will not do anything about that. Good luck finding another empty apartment if you decide to move. Moving also means paying again both to the moving company and an agent who'll help you find a new place. They take 50% of the monthly rent.
And here are my flowers - the survivors, packed for the move. They're still alive and well. Others caught some parasites and no matter my spraying them and giving them pills they still slowly died. Such is life. Life eats life. Then everything dies.
Thought I'll throw this picture of an elevator for a good measure just so you get an idea of the places I've lived in:
In case anybody's curious, here's how easy it is to rent an apartment for the locals:
Average salary in Kyiv according to this popular resume/vacancy website ~ 6000UAH (298USD) in September 2015
Quite possible part of the salary may be hidden from taxes, according to this site the real salary averages 300-350USD
A small but decently renovated one-room apartment 20km away from the city centre (resembling my second one but smaller) is around 3200UAH + electricity and other bills, so roughly half of the average salary.And that's if you're lucky to find such a good deal, most similar apartments cost around 4000, closer to the centre - 4500-5000
Groceries in my case amount to probably 2500 a month, some people may spend much less, some - still more per person.
To sum up, if you live and work in Kyiv today and have to rent, you're basically spending your whole salary on that and food. The rest will go to internet bills, gasoline or public transport, maybe a cup of coffee in a restaurant sometime.
You can choose to rent in one of the small towns adjacent to the capital, which will result in longer time to get to work, but sometimes can even be faster than from the outskirts of Kyiv. In this case you can expect to save up to 1000-1200UAH (~45-50USD). Although bus tickets costs 2-3 times higher in this case so if you have to go to work every day the savings are nullified by this. Although you're more likely to get a nicer apartment there.
So work to pay bills, basically. Oh and the official, minimum wage in Ukraine today (that is set by the government) is 1300UAH, so... around 55USD. Less than I spend on food alone. I once seen a post on Facebook complaining how people in US can not afford to rent a one-room apartment on their minimal wage. Guess what, you can't afford to eat dinner every day with the minimal wage in Ukraine. Forget renting. Of course, one can compare how there's even worse and still worse conditions people find themselves living in. I'm just telling you about mine. Let other people complain about theirs.
As of August 2015, subjectively, business activity seems to be slowly increasing but you never know if the next attack on the front line will take place and mass panic will cut your planned earnings in half, so there is a trend upwards but it's very fragile. This is the worst, the constant uncertainty you have to live in.
Now they're preparing to reform the tax code again. This will be ... the 4th or 5th time they'll be changing the rules for entrepreneurs since I've registered as one in 2010? Basically every year there's some new shit, new norm, new fine, new form of paper to submit. And to raise the taxes again. Brilliant. Just what small entrepreneurs need.
I think we in Ukraine live - both methaphorically and actually - in perpetual apartment renovation. There's always noice, something falling down on your head, dusty air, novelties in some rooms which then are demolished to be redesigned yet again. And you live there. Lucky you, eh?
Update 30/10/2015 Quick note to say that the new epoch has began in my renting. One room apartment which measures like a 2-3 room. I can have a sofa in the kitchen AND in the corridor, in addition to the living room. Well, in the same time, the bills are larger for such living space. But I had my reasons to take this apartment and not the others I've seen. Nothing is perfect, but so far so good. Dreading the next renovation to start. Sometimes. Other times - relaxing, breathing normally (as they say on the planes) and finally getting some solitude!
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RaГєl
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19-09-2015
You arbravelady lady. Do not risk too much RaГєl
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Irina |
20-09-2015
Not as brave as I'd like to be. Just desperate)) |
Dick O'Brick
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19-09-2015
Thanks for giving us a look into your world. One thing I've learned about you which you value highly is honesty, so I hope you are not upset with me when I tell you that what you've shared here is really quite depressing. With all the wonderful qualities you have, you deserve so much more than to live in such places. I am not trying to take cheap shots at your country as a whole. I've seen plenty photographs of Kyiv and other Ukrainian cities. The architecture is grand in many places and you have some dramatic scenery. At the same time there is also no escaping the shadow of what Ukraine went through during the past century in the buildings you've displayed. Those blocks of flats are uniformly soulless - functional enough to keep you sheltered from the elements, but little more.
It's doubtful your motivation for writing this post was to elicit sympathy and so I'll empathise instead. For although on the surface the places I've lived may have been more spacious and comfortable, you know I've had the hell of noisy neighbours to contend with as well in the past. Seeing your makeshift bed on the floor of that tiny kitchen sent a shiver up my spine, as I have spent many a nomadic night moving my mattress from room to room and even once into a cupboard (closet, for our American friends... and of the literal, not metaphorical variety, before some smart ass comes back with a quip. I'm looking at you, Kirk. lol) in a pathetic effort to find some elusive silence. It is no exaggeration to say that having loud and unthoughtful people above, through the wall, or even below you, can have a very real and marked effect on a person's health and wellbeing. There was one time I was so psychologically disturbed in the middle of the night that I actually contemplated taking a set of step ladders into the communal stairwell in order to access the apartments' roof hatch and go spend the night up there. If I lived in some tropical paradise then it's likely I would have gone through with it, but UK nights are not best spent out of doors if at all possible. What's worse still is the constant state of trepidation and agitation such living evokes. I say 'living', but it is really just existing, because your peace of mind is pretty much nil and at the mercy of other bastards' actions. My experiences have put me off EVER living in a flat again. Yes, I had to move out of the capital city in order to afford an actual house, but my decision to this was the best I've ever made. This is a nice segue into some questions I have for you... As your work is internet based, is it a necessity for you to live in Kyiv at all? You said that 20km away from the city centre it's 1000-2000 UAH cheaper and so I would guess that the suburban towns and villages are even cheaper. I'm not meaning you go back in time and live in a mud hut, but surely there are some places which still have all the amenities you require and which don't cost half your salary to reside there? Being fairly reclusive as you are, I cannot see it being a big problem. You could still come into Kyiv on the weekends to visit your family and FEMALE ( ) friends. ... Or, you could just accept the damn ring, become Mrs O'Brick and live a life of leisure, where the only (clothed) task you'd have to perform is thinking of a way to rid the world of the monstrosity we currently call 'Texas'. |
Irina |
20-09-2015
Yeah, I don't have to live in Kyiv, but I have to be close to it. I'm tied by our bearocratic apparatus to this tax office in the area, my parents who might require some help and my non-numerous friends live here and there's Kyiv Boryspil airport. |
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19-09-2015
Such is life. I would get the fuck out of that country so quick...but you must have your reasons. |
Irina |
20-09-2015
I'd grt thr fuck out too. Maybe I should buy a forged Syrian citizenship and go live in Germany as some people do these days. |
raul
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20-09-2015
Dear Irina,
I read that the human brain maybe hardwired for to feel at peace in the countryside and confused in cities even if they were born and raised in an urban area. Professor Michael Depledge of Exeter University, a former Environment Agency chief scientist, said urban dwellers could be suffering in the same way as animals kept in captivity. He said the move to the cities had been accompanied by an “incredible rise in depression and behavioural abnormalities”. I saw the pictures of the buildings, well, horrible buildings. I hope you get some peace with your accommodation. Asuncion is starting to get uglier with the construction of many buildings and this leads to the killing of the few green spaces. The buildings are a declaration of war against us because it is an aggression against our fragile mental and physical health. Damn these so called urban developers! P.D. What´s the name of the wealthiest man/woman in Ukraine? |
Irina |
20-09-2015
Professor Michael Depledge of Exeter University, a former Environment Agency chief scientist, said urban dwellers could be suffering in the same way as animals kept in captivity. Yeah, that seems quite reasonable. That's why the richest people prefer to live in nearby countryside and drive to work. However there's no therapeutic effect of nature on poor villagers. Most of them become alcoholics, at least in Russia and Ukraine. That's why, btw, @Dick I don't move to the smallest village with the cheapest rent. Everyone knows one another, all eyes are curious, most of the population is poor, quite possibly I'd elicit envy if they noticed I was living better lifestyle than them. I'd have to blend in and not flash any electronics, not use taxis, not buy expensive food in the stores, etc etc. I also imagine somebody would want to make friends. That'd be awkward. They'd know I'm always home. I imagine some bored neighbour, maybe even a woman not a man, who'd see me in the store every other day and would seize the opportunity to make a new friend. After yesterday, these people, with whom I've drank and danced yesterday been calling my friend asking for my phone number. Good thing he knows better than to disclose it. It's so easy to be liked. Even though with this short hair I don't look as gorgeous and feminine as with longer hair, it takes a few cunning jokes and they want more of you, even those who weren't paying much attention in the beginning. But it's not as fun for me. Such shallow communication once a few months is more than enough for my taste. For them it's every week or more often: come together, crack jokes, get drunk and dance. Leave me out of it, please, it's boring. I saw the pictures of the buildings, well, horrible buildings. I hope you get some peace with your accommodation So do I. P.D. WhatВґs the name of the wealthiest man/woman in Ukraine? Um... we have several oligarchs. Akhmetov, Kolomoyskiy... ex president and his swarm have stolen much... I don't follow their rating. |
Kirk
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20-09-2015
Starting off in life is often hard, but so is living in the middle of it, and then of course the dying part. Hmmm…
I had to put myself through University and lived in an apartment over a garage and slept on top of a porch. The apartment had a door that went down some stairs to an alley, and another door that went nowhere, literally nowhere! When you opened the door, it just dropped off into space. I had to put a sign on the door on the inside for fear of one of my friends stepping to their doom by accident one day. The pipes burst because of cold the first winter I was there and there was no landlord to be had. No water at all, no toilet, shower, sink, etc. All I had was a post office box to send the rent to. I tried to fix the pipes but they were copper and split in dozens of places throughout the floor and walls from frozen water. I couldn't afford to move nor rent another place with deposits and other costs, so I figured I would just stop paying rent and that would get someone's attention. Meanwhile, since the apartment was across the alley from a bar that had live music almost every night, I could never sleep nor have any peace after 7pm until 3am. But I did manage to run a water hose from the outside water tap behind the bar which it seems they never used to wash up with, through a ditch I dug and covered over for the cars that parked there, and up into my apartment to fill a bucket with cold water when I need to flus the toilet or wash dishes. Showering was just too hard and the water too cold, so I showered at a women's gym on campus at night. I had no phone, no real heat, and a barely functioning window air conditioner which really only blew hot air. I lived that way almost a year, no landlord ever showed, until one day I got an eviction notice out of the blue. I think they didn't realized anyone could possibly live there under such conditions! Good times! My other experience was living in a turn-of-the-century house with 35 other people, men and women, on the west side of campus, where we had to do about 5-10 hours a week of work, such as cleaning bathrooms or cooking, in addition to our rent. You haven't cooked until you have cooked for 35 people! I saw drug overdoses, the birth of a baby, alcoholism, the gamut of people's actions coping with life and little money. Best and worst times in my life. We had one phone for the entire house, one washer, and one dryer. Bathrooms were shared between men and women, the main bath had four showerheads and no door to the hallway nor showers. It was very common to have anyone showering with you, or more than one person especially in the morning before work and class. Thanks so much for sharing your life in Kiev, Irina. Here in Texas we have a lot of places equal and worse than what you show, with rats, roaches, flies, and more. The worst place I had had wasps in the ceiling and rats in the walls, you could hear them gnawing all night long, and I could hear the roaches running across the tile kitchen floor, and in Texas at least, the roaches are as big as your palm and fly! Disgusting. People always come up with ridiculous oily sayings that I know you probably hate like I do, like "smile and the world smiles with you", or "can't never tried", or "tomorrow's another day" but I thought of one that makes more sense to me. Today is the best day of the rest of your life! I thought about it because now you are still probably without major health issues or pain, and when you look in the mirror, you see a beautiful young woman staring back. I don't need to tell you that that will change in not too long a time and you will look back on these times as the good 'ole days! Being ANers, I sometimes wish we had a secret signal or something where we could just nod and establish all that we know and feel in an instant, maybe it would help us get through each day a little better. I once had a role playing game called Gamma World which was a post-apocalyptic environment where there are pure-strain humans, mutated humans with various afflictions, and intelligent mutated animals, like wolves and dolphins. In the game there was a group called the Friends of Entropy, basically ANers as far as I could tell, that would trace an infinity sign on their forehead quickly and discreetly when meeting someone and ft it was returned they knew that they both agreed that mankind needed to go extinct or suffer yet again the rise and fall of civilization and all of the suffering that entailed. Maybe we should adopt it! @Brickus Dickus…so a marriage proposal to extract Irina from the cold hell of Ukraine, being functionally a doormat to European wars between Russia and its neighbors, you are a pretty cheeky guy! Here's a site you might want to peruse so you can leave Irina alone… http://www.city-of-brides.net One of the random profiles of a slavic woman that I got was titled "Life is full of miracles, do you believe that?" It might be tough to find a realistic AN girl, though, so you have your work cut out for you. I just finished Sarah Perry's book "Every Cradle is a Grave" and though it is written more in the style of a PhD thesis, it is a good book, and I thoroughly agree with almost every elucidated item. There were even a few English words I had to look up, she is definitely a bright woman. I'd like to meet her, but haven't tried too hard to try and contact her, though she lives here in the city somewhere. Her picture at the end of the book surely shows her ethnic roots in Eastern Europe somewhere, am I wrong? The book is currently offered free online until they have an arrangement with Kindle or something, so if you become intellectually lonely or tired, you can access it from the link at the bottom of the page at no cost to brighten your day. http://www.ninebandedbooks.com/every-cradle-is-a-grave-02/ And here is an audio interview with Perry where she gives a little more background on being kept in an institution for failing to commit suicide successfully more than once, and her work (as a lawyer?) representing people who want to be released from the same institutions. She also discusses other topics like whether we should make people and suicide relevant facts, etc. http://reviewthefuture.com/?p=408 |
Irina |
20-09-2015
Starting off in life is often hard, but so is living in the middle of it, and then of course the dying part. I thought about it because now you are still probably without major health issues or pain, and when you look in the mirror, you see a beautiful young woman staring back. I don't need to tell you that that will change in not too long a time and you will look back on these times as the good 'ole days! ;) Hehe. That's encouraging) No, I am having significantly more health issues in my 30ies than in my 20ies, some chronic pain is starting to settle. And what does my look give me? If I want to simply distance myself from the world in my home, which I don't even have. Of course, it's better to look cute than ugly, just in case, but ultimately what matters is if you're happy. I am not currently. And knowing some day it's going to get worse doesn't help. Rather, it makes me more daring ... a little bit ... in trying to get the best I can from these years I have before it's too late. In the game there was a group called the Friends of Entropy, basically ANers as far as I could tell, that would trace an infinity sign on their forehead quickly and discreetly when meeting someone and ft it was returned they knew that they both agreed that mankind needed to go extinct or suffer yet again the rise and fall of civilization and all of the suffering that entailed. Maybe we should adopt it! :)
Huh. Funny. Just wait till we'll be called some secret society, the evil illuminaties plotting to end the world. Let's not forget secret handshakes then I just finished Sarah Perry's book "Every Cradle is a Grave" I've read about half of it so far. I'm switching between books sometimes. It's pretty good. |
Олег Шевченко
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21-09-2015
They should demolish those ugly apartments, build new ones. That would create work, something to do for these apes. Seeing that ugliness everywhere, it affects people psychologically, no wonder it drives them to drink, but then again that could happen from a pleasant spoiled life. It only takes one of these apes to ruin the atmosphere. I am just saying that because I live in a good area, mostly peaceful and quiet except for one ape here who likes to talk loud, drink and play loud music, I am sure annoying not just for me. These apes belong in a special area, like a zoo, so they can get on each others nerves and night. But I can imagine you have this shit everywhere over there. It must be hell.
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Irina |
21-09-2015
Oh they are building the new ones, very often also sky-scrapers, only more pleasant colors. Not much better in my opinion. I love maximum 5 storey buildings, taller ones I find to be uncosy and depressing. Houses should not be much taller than trees - then there's some equilibrium between civillization and nature (in the form of plants lol we still don't want wild animals walking the streets). |
Kirk
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21-09-2015
@Irina I was thinking that people like us seem to have it the hardest. We are bright enough to understand that we suffer for no ultimate reason and at the behest of others, and are not easily entertained nor distracted.
Those with less insight and intelligence play the game, believe in miracles and a loving god, a just world, and a reward after they die for slogging through life and creating more misery. They can dance and drink their troubles away temporarily, all the while thinking that what they do counts for something big in the universe. Those with very high intelligence but less compassion or ability to think broadly focus on something, like building a Mars robot or understanding dark matter, or becoming extremely wealthy, or seeking the admiration of others, and spend their time doing something ultimately destructive and selfish, and pat themselves on the back for it. Very narrow high-level thinking, but missing the big picture. Those with more courage (or less grit) have probably already offed themselves, either quickly or slowly, such as with drinking heavily or heroin use, etc. We see that that just leads to incapacitation and even fewer options in life if failed, in general, and dependence on others we would rather not depend on, and it not a path to be taken lightly. Failed suicides with missing jaws, brain damage, comatose conditions, etc. are sprinkled throughout society. And in Texas, the government works very hard to prevent you from having options with your consciousness, as S. Perry outlines in her interview that I referenced prior. For us, the questions, as I have phrased them since very young, of What is true? and What is worth doing? have to be faced every day with no easy answers, or answers that undermine blind commitment to some activity, religion, job, marriage, raising children, making money, and the like. These two questions are usually an anathema to la gente corriente. I wish I could give you a big hug, and walk and talk (and consider what might be "more daring" for you), with the knowledge that if your life was a little easier or more tolerable you hopefully would not suddenly forget all of the solid thinking you have done and get pregnant or start talking about how loving the universe is and how we are so special, or how it is just one's attitude that makes the day, that type of nonsense. You have no idea how refreshing that type of confidence in someone's else's clear thinking would be to me. And I don't know what your travel options are as a Ukrainian citizen, the cost, etc. or I would invite you to Texas for a change of place that you may so desperately need. Sometimes it can help, but as they say, "Wherever you go, there you are." The truth is the same everywhere. I was doing the math on apartments and such here in my hometown, about the 7th largest city in the US now, but that started out as a cow town established by the Spanish conquistadores, and at about $8/hour, a little more than minimum wage, it takes about half of a monthly income for a very average one bedroom apartment, being about 600 sq. ft, umm, 55 sq. meters, at about $700/month. Most places here have no furniture, only maybe a stove and fridge, no more. The poor here struggle and the isolation is ever present. Texas has very little in the way of social nets, no real medical care, etc. and every day the Republicans are working to deny health care, education, and more to the women and people of Texas. The crazy thing is those same people keep voting them in, for what to me are almost inexplicable psychological reasons. What is funny is that a lot of people here *dream* of going to Russia, or the Baltic States, or France, or Germany, or Austria, etc. to see their European roots, the carefully constructed beautiful architecture that required decades to construct, snow-covered mountains, the imagined idyllic life of the original homeland, and to get away from what they perceive, correctly, as the very fast-paced and competitive *highest and best* use attitude here in the States, where everyone is warehoused in cardboard and tin suburban houses and your tax money goes to fund the largest military on the planet while education, environment, and more all bow to business interests, always the military contractors looking for a war to join or start to make good use of the stockpiled equipment and enrich the owners of the suppliers of said equipment. The people want community, culture, neighbors, stability, food with flavor, clean air, which are all missing from our society in the chasing of the dollar, which they believe can be found somewhere else on the planet. It is a grass is always greener mentality, to be sure. Yet none of them dare to even think of AN principles for fear of disrupting their carefully constructed illusions. They just imagine going to Mars to escape their current situation, not having the sense to understand that this planet is the best suited to our survival, not some barren rock in space. But it allows them to think they can trash Earth and redeem themselves by traveling to an imagined nirvana held somewhere for them, made available by the ever-worshipped technology. I am sure that those that visit this site all share similar struggles, one-eyed individuals in the land of the blind, so to speak. It is often very frustrating and tiring, absolutely. And yet a clean exit at any point in life is just not to be had so easily, unfortunately, and maybe sharing is a way to put another notch on the wall to mark another day, or maybe is just a way to delay the inevitable difficult decision of one's existence. |
Brian
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21-09-2015
Hi Irina,
Thanks for posting this. It reminds me of when I was in Kiev in 2011. I remember my neighbor was drilling in the wall one day The view from your apartment of the other apartment buildings looked the same, too. Anyways, I hope you're doing great! |
raul
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21-09-2015
Dear Irina,
Have you thought of leaving UKraine? A forged Passport will cause you problems. Dont you have your passport? To stay in a country like yours at this time of serious conflict with Russia means that you have the balls (pardon my expression) to face the problems there. Be safe.Raul |
Irina |
21-09-2015
Raul, have you thought about buying a Lamborghini? What I mean is I can't just move, nobody's waiting for me, of course I have my passport, but unlike those suddenly flooding EU from Syria, nobody from Ukraine is welcomed. If I could've resettled on my own I would have, I don't meet all the requirements for a skilled migrant. And I don't have the indecency of trying to dupe silly foreign men into marrying me when I am not really interested in them. Plenty of those in Ukraine, that's the easiest way to move for a pretty woman. |