Things have started re-opening. And that meant taking my two large bags down to Common Sort to sell some clothes.
Nerdy nerdy walks. Nerdy nerdy talks. And hanging with the ducks.
Stuck in the city, but all I want to do is get out.
It’s so hot lately. I mean like ‘sweat-dripping-off-my-body-after-five-minutes-of-doing-nothing’ hot.
“For some reason we pair ‘growing up’ with the idea of knowing what life is and what it’s supposed to be. This is so unbelievably wrong. Knowing is the opposite of living. If wondering is the beginning of life, curiosity is the next step, and knowing is the end.” – The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k
I’m so damn tired lately. I mean bloody damn tired.
New Kitchen, who dis?
“I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments.” Jim Morrison.
So the kitchen is almost done. I literally can not wait until it is. It’ll mean moving all the temporary kitchen stuff out of my room and into where it belongs.
“For once let go of the reins you’ve wrapped so tightly around your heart. I know you are scared. Who can blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis.” – Lang Leav
