The Postman rings more than twice

Oh my god, this is so funny, you have no idea... I'm in the small Village of Latinovac in the small one room school house with Nikola, Brankas nephew. He is working fixing computers belonging to the project and some local friends who need them and can't afford them. He made it a nice feeling with a fire, mood lighting as such, (he has a really good aesthetic), and a collection of school projects from some time ago. Any way a knock on the door and it is the mail man. He asks where a man named Peter Hwoschinsky is? Now what's funny and sweet about this is we are on the other side of the village from the address where he would leave a letter. So he asked someone in the village about this name and of course I do stick out in this lovely little Hamlet, and he was directed here, to Nikola and me at the school. It must have been funny to him to see a big room with a station for making coffee or tea, about 5-6 computers in various stages of repair or configuration, Tchaikovsky on the scratchy record player, and me, guitar by my side, lap top in my lap. There is a movie here. A comedy about the colliding of worlds...

This is an amazing life, really it is too weird for fiction.