time is Sunday again and time again I express myself before work.
I surf sitting in my chaos and vegetate these words to me.
Somehow I lack the motivation to me fell into the planning, let alone find a topic
would much prefer to stuff myself with sweets, watch a movie after the other and sleep - just sleep - have to see anything out there - only the silent hear raindrops on the skylight.
Instead, I look for a compromise. "Devil" to look after me now ran to set, then when I'm ready to see the film and go to print and dinner for mom and dad ... but who cleans up? And who the hell god who kisses my forehead and says: Soon everything is good again!
NO ONE! to smile
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