Manchmal bleibt nur die Flucht in eine Fantasiewelt. Das gilt für praktisch alle Aspekte des Lebens.
Small Talk ist ja sooo langweilig, oberflächlich und belanglos... Sagen die, die ihn nicht beherrschen.
I did the thing. I wrote 100 words every day for a week. Yay me! I decided to publish them at the end of the week (Sunday) as a collection, because who has time to read stuff every day? And then I ended up not publishing. It was too personal. Now, people who know me... Weiterlesen →
It's 20:00h, and I'm panicking. This happens every Sunday. I am panicking because I didn't get anything done this weekend. Oh, Saturday was productive, just not in the way it needed to be. And Sunday, today, I didn't do anything. Not anything, at all. No pants day. I need this time off, desperately. I need... Weiterlesen →