Goldfish moments
I know my weaknesses and strengths. I try to turn the first into the later. For instance, my buffer memory has a very limited attention span.
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He’s dying, I’m wanking, it’s a mess
I have spent a while until I decided upon this picture, that goes with the quote above. I am hiding behind Maggie’s and my own words.
What has the Japanese car taught me? “Patience, we don’t want you to scratch me now.” What? I talk to my car, doesn’t everybody?
LATER EDIT: The car is scratched. Oh well.
The new me
The new me is pretty similar to the old me: new boyfriend, new car, new project, limited income, unlimited spending powers. A sort of private super antihero.
Rose
As I remember, Rose was beautiful as she could only be, but she might as well could’ve sported a fair warning “Thorns included”.
Daily disorientation
Every morning I have a brief moment when I wonder, just before falling back on tracks.
False advertising, truth or dare?
Yesterday I had to cut a lime with a fork. Sometime it feels like I have been doing this all along.
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