So, I changed my theme to summer...
One would never have guessed that it is the first day of summer, otherwise.
Because all I see outside is clouds and grey and grey and clouds and I'm sure we're gonna get rain today. Again.
Anyway, I'm sorry for posting in such long intervals. I have no idea why that is, possibly because I felt that there's been nothing going on that warranted a post because my life is really, really boring. And there really isn't news, except that my parents will fly home from their vacations in the Maledives today, my job as student assistant starts today (no contract yet, though. Mh...) and I'm starting to freak out about my Master's thesis (because that's me. I freak out long before things are due, then slip into a state of academic paralysis and finally get to motion about a week before the deadline. And this is why I freak out so early).
I haven't done much writing and it's starting to grate on my nerves again. I have a sneaking suspicion why writing doesn't come easy to me at the moment butI'm not sure how to go about that. I miss my days of sitting down at 2200 and ending with 10,000 words by 0300 and loving it. Is there anyone here who had this problem (ie. kind of wanting to want to write but never feeling a real urge to do it and most evenings not even opening a document and missing wanting to write terribly)? I'd be glad about any help here :S
Anyway, let's all hope the weather gets better tomorrow because we're planning an outing to Lübbenau and a boot drive in the Spreewald, where people take boats to work instead of cars and where there's a lot of forest and water and Berliners (on weekends) and that would be really, really uncomfortable if it keeps winding and raining and generally being nothing that could be called "summer".
Because all I see outside is clouds and grey and grey and clouds and I'm sure we're gonna get rain today. Again.
Anyway, I'm sorry for posting in such long intervals. I have no idea why that is, possibly because I felt that there's been nothing going on that warranted a post because my life is really, really boring. And there really isn't news, except that my parents will fly home from their vacations in the Maledives today, my job as student assistant starts today (no contract yet, though. Mh...) and I'm starting to freak out about my Master's thesis (because that's me. I freak out long before things are due, then slip into a state of academic paralysis and finally get to motion about a week before the deadline. And this is why I freak out so early).
I haven't done much writing and it's starting to grate on my nerves again. I have a sneaking suspicion why writing doesn't come easy to me at the moment butI'm not sure how to go about that. I miss my days of sitting down at 2200 and ending with 10,000 words by 0300 and loving it. Is there anyone here who had this problem (ie. kind of wanting to want to write but never feeling a real urge to do it and most evenings not even opening a document and missing wanting to write terribly)? I'd be glad about any help here :S
Anyway, let's all hope the weather gets better tomorrow because we're planning an outing to Lübbenau and a boot drive in the Spreewald, where people take boats to work instead of cars and where there's a lot of forest and water and Berliners (on weekends) and that would be really, really uncomfortable if it keeps winding and raining and generally being nothing that could be called "summer".