I’m in the mood for some writing, creating in general. I think. I hope.
I need a reading-corner with an old-school, cozy armchair. Now.
It is amazing, or more scary how fast you can go from being highly motivated to I just wanna sleep for the next weeks. This winter will be tough I guess. Not really looking forward to it …
The secret is to manage more of the already existing chaos each day, than to produce new one. The only way to survive.
I really should do Yoga. Says the evil massage-man. Weightlifting does not solve my problem. Of course that’s also not true, it would help if I build up some more muscles for my back. But in the end, this will not cure my scoliosis – nothing will cure this. And it’s not that it would need healing, but it has an effect and a better movability could help. Thing is … I hate...
My biggest strengths, are also my biggest weaknesses. Or even enemies. Not really a surprise, surely not the first time this becomes clear to me and maybe it’s not even that uncommon, but its surely an unsettling insight every time. Fighting something, what you thing makes you at least a little bit special, is a tough assignment.
Never be afraid to spice things up. True in cooking, true in life. If the result is bad, you still can order pizza.
Speaking of music – I’m an exceptional air-guitar player. You should see it. It’s just awesome. Beyond words.
Envy is the one, mean character flaw I despite most about myself. I really want to be better than this.
Tatsächlich habe ich es letzte Woche geschafft nicht einmal zu trainieren. Einfach weil mir die Zahlenreihe so auf den Keks geht. Gut, ich hatte auch Urlaub was als Ausrede so lala taugt aber immerhin.
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