So really, the degree could be the motto of my everyday life. Actually, I wanted so much to tell you something nice, instead, here, is full of bright chaos and I hang all day on the phone for advice sites on the Internet my fingers sore. The details I can save you.
But if it's because times the going gets tough, then it can happen that one is still not on Saturday morning when rising suspect that you book on Saturday afternoon, a trip to Vienna, because I got there quickly and without much attention to presentation purposes the laser-cuts on the creativity fair will be present.
So go have her.
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And in all the hubbub is totally lost, but today is a special day, namely the 1.3. - my personal Independence Day .
On 01/03/1986 I moved away from home. Exactly 25 years so I was sitting in a dark cold floor rear building-ground floor one-bedroom apartment, one (like the Berlin would say) better Wohnklo with kitchenette, in mismatched furniture, no washing machine and refrigerator with asthmatic. The only functioning was in this apartment, the door bell and my beloved typewriter, I entrusted the day and night from now on in every free minute literary. I've had too little money, am as a full meal went to my parents and laundry, too, I've had the inclination, I buy from the few to Märker more books instead of bread as spiritual food to me seemed so much more important .... I was poor but happy. I was independent and self-determined and can be able to do and what I wanted. A wonderful moment of realization.
Well. So - 25 years pffff .... blink of an eye. It's incredible how long it should be her.
And now I go once again what to do - prepare for the fair and loud things like that stop. This evening I will be a glass of wine drink for independence.
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