*Mama Bear*

Here we go.

It suddenly becomes clear why I hate my body. It isn’t because I really find it that awful. It’s because it’s a reminder of how long I’ve been failing myself, and of all the broken promises I’ve made over the years.

Shootings and rapes. I live here…

Watching the news: world’s so sad….

I am so very relieved. Again.

Was all about Yin & Yang.

The yin of the yang: Coldplay’s Green Eyes

The yang of the yin: Placebo’s 36 degrees

Richard Marx: Right here waiting

Today I’m very angry at the world because it’s making me have to choose between pest and cholera.

And I need help to make my decision.

So, which should it be: pest? or cholera?

^Translation:

^{Pest = killing my finances // Cholera = killing my spirit}

Crappy day. Crappy day. Crappy, crappy.

I’m actually getting one!
Super fast, too!!!

I don’t know if I’m quite ready (or plainly interested?) in having so much going on. Although, it is very little to most people’s standards…. But I do like my homey and lonely quiet.

Nevertheless, it is very pleasantly surprising to see that it’s just about opening the door, and people are nearly queuing to get in…
Even if slightly frightening. With my terrible people-pleasing tendencies, I’m afraid to get caught up in a social whirlwind.

Floating on a fluffy cloud today.

Fresh and warm homebaked bread straight out of the oven.

Best birthday gift ever arrived today.

American date. European date. Same today :)

Didn’t think it’d end like this.

So sick and tired of waiting.

I have no idea if I did or not.

Well, I suppose I’m in a better spot now than I was on Jan 31st, so I must have done something right.

But, owning???
Hmmm…. I’ll mark this as done, just because I’m not in an as big crisis now as I was then. So February did solve some things.

But things are a real big mess nevertheless.

True friends. They actually do exist.

Knots on. Knots off. On. Off.

Life’s just about learning. Not racing.