Sooo… a trip. Short one, because as usual it is more like work than vacations and of course for me to travel is being heavily medicated, so… but this is Odense. A real city, real museum, real… Hans Christian Andersen. … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: August 2016
I have no idea where I am now… Really. All I know… there is a huge wavy surface almost in front of me. I get the name of this place, but it is my first time, so I feel weird … Continue reading
I mean really, just shut up. If I wanna know something I will hit books, or ask master of this kind of knowledge, not you. Just don’t. Respect my will. Oh, of course I am old enough to know that … Continue reading
Just a step, okay, maybe two steps to autumn! YAY!!! I can not wait! Those colors, amazing feeling in the air, this aroma of leaves, apples and other fruits. I can not wait. Of course I love winter the most, … Continue reading
I am so tired recently… so dead almost. Really. I feel like a one heavy object, who just feels so pissed off because she should be working, but is not, because has no energy and strength in her… but still … Continue reading
Once upon a time there was a small Witch. Maybe she was not so tiny in fact, but short really, and always looking at the ground… weird of course she was too. Because she was herself there was also a … Continue reading
Wet? Wavy? Or maybe just wild and dangerous? Colorful or maybe something secret, something… impossible even? Something giving, but always taking back too… or maybe something mythical? Or… Okay, I get it, some people prefer mountains. I admire them, I … Continue reading
Sooo… I had to go to a bank few days ago and… I just had to, not that it was my dream or whatever. and there were people of course. In the woods there is much less people, I mean … Continue reading
Again! Oh, how I missed that wind!!! Those flying pots and disability to stand up. I mean really. This is the Windy! This mighty and strong, but also putting everything together so easily. The one who mixes, and refreshes. The … Continue reading
I don’t get dogs. I get cats, they needed slaves, and humans work perfectly as ones, so they did it, simple… but dogs? Do not mind me wrong. I love them, I melt when they pass me, I always say … Continue reading