Inspiration has never gone

If it wasn't for all the various new and interesting things to learn in Tallinn, there are a few reasons for me to live there instead of Riga. I came for about three days and the bus, leaving in 12h, doesn't seem appealing. The autumn here is nice, there are clearly more cats in my district than in Nõmme, the university here doesn't make wine, but is sort of responsible for creating two of my favorite bars of the city, the people fucking get my jokes, there's fussball, my family is feeding me all the time with incredible food (probably, the incredibility is due to a comparison to my "potatoes with salad" "potatoes with sour cream" " pasta with this nice sauce I found" and so on). 

Of course, I think spending time away just increases my joy to return, and there's no reason to consider leaving the school, come on. And I just started to feel socially comfortable there.

Something tells me that even the old Riga looks better than Tallinn. While not as actually old, more rational, more precise, more colorfully thought through (at least the parliament building isn't fucking pink). And why haven't I seen parks in Tallinn? There's this one next to Viru Keskus, which is hardly anything special, then there's the flatland to the north of the old town, is that even a park, there are some in my district, but who has the urge to even come to my fucking district. Parks are awesome and they should be all over the city, as in Riga, or at least more discoverable than in Tallinn.

No time for writing means interesting things to do, so the less, the better for me.