More from old Blogit pages, St Petersburg, and elements of Zoroastrianism.
Journal: 19 August, 2012. It is 4:00 a.m. Can’t sleep. No point lying in bed. I get up and make myself a drink. Thinking about Ayn Rand. Have just realised that I am, after all, vaguely acquainted with one of her stories, The Fountainhead. It was made into a movie and I saw it a long time ago,... Sign in to see full entry.