I apologise for the absence.
In a month, too many things happened, luckily all of them ok. I went on holiday with my bf, which was a bubble of relaxation in a summer of haze, went to Athens on a 'business' trip, saw Tool live for 15 euros and came back to my cradle of work, England. Work has not taken off yet, but hopefully it will in 30 minutes. As another year comes on, I can't help but think a million things. Where will this year take me? What will this year be about? I wanted to buy a proper journal to start the year properly, but I couldn't find one that I liked and that was practical at the same time, so I got this travel journal, which of course I had to customize into an agenda, but it looks and feels like something new, another type of life planner, and I like novelty. Tomorrow is a big day. The day after tomorrow is by best friend's b-day party. The day after that is another Sunday in our gardens. The day after that day is the day you start off. The day after that day after that day is another new day. And in the spirit of everything that surrounds me, I crave for more chances to express myself.
