Everything favored me to end. A last alcohol shop, to where I moved through forest literally and which visit was only for observation, lost it’s client. A salesman recognized me though it wouldn’t be difficult with clientele of such places in these lands. We had and kept conversation until he relocated on some worker who came out from a spare door of that building. That trader excused himself and promised to return but didn’t execute promised. I didn’t want to buy anything and it willn’t be. Closure of account was met with resistance by wish to hold me even after I told on my plan that I’m doing closure in everything. I was asked, my absence will “for some time” or “temporarily” by putting situation alike to what of worst I must choose. I answered “permanent”. Then I was reminded on having of the last option which was a fifteen percent on insurance of property and I said “I’m getting to rid from that too.” Bothering of them could reach the hell. No welcome was everywhere. If Baltic countries must be isolated from Europe but stay in NATO because I’m against pleasing of imperial extension while that state must end up in blood and be devoured by the eastern neighbor. A wicked destroys other one. The one happiness was seeing a ginger squirrel so close. A beautiful! And these long and sharp talons make charm. It was of animals I would like to keep. There I’ve found out, they don’t eat bread products.
I accepted that I can come back to the big book. And it was so. I had emerged piece which adding I wanted very much. I did putting it with getting satisfaction and that same feeling I had with embedding of few other additions detected in process. I wanted to make a prolong checking in materials for make that I will write everything after all. I began to do it but I dropped after crossing more than halfway by concluding on no exigency. I had fake, as will reveal again, screaming on completing. It was February 14 at 10:35 pm. I would take whiskey Redbreast Aged 12 Years if it wouldn’t so late. I fixed that in the next day by three glasses of Whyte & MacKay after making editing work but I decided to execute a full checking for see that I willn’t return. It was acute inside of me that I shouldn’t return. The big book itself told me in that last coming back on I’ve finished but I was supposed to write all that. My searching revealed a few discoveries and new detailed information on one development on which I did writing a big time ago presented that project in other light – it required to be inserted. This became the final lettered text in the next two days. I had double feeling inside me. A sharp necessity in writing and torture that I still touch the big book. I completed in February 17 at 6:29 pm. I did observation on mistakes and I closed in a way that if it would be a real book, I would put it far away but that was with happiness. Now, I consider as written. All ties came to conclusion and the ending was fulfilling. I sealed by a glass of Redbreast Aged 12 Years.
Still, alcohol didn’t make good for my shape. But I had arrived bottle William Lawson’s. I opened it in that evening of doing over with the big book. It was a cheap moonshine on smell. That which from the depth of Scotland. However, it saturates to a good one after waiting. Rinsing was giving that taste again and aftertaste brought that experience once again. Whisky had it’s standard well quality only in swallowing. But giving of time willn’t repeat that aftertaste. Eventually, William Lawson’s becomes of good drinks in all stages. That two-bit moonshine disperses. I poured it again.