I have a nephew. An extraordinary one. This is how I can explain the fact that he likes sleeping at noon. And most of all, in the kindergarten.
I have a terrible craving for baked potatoes.
I started developing a friendship with cats.
I stopped underestimating the power of stupid people.
A soup is tastier if you add some lovage at the end.
Last Sunday I rode a bike. For the first time.
The sweet smell of jasmine tobacco reminds me of my grandmother.
In point of fact,
this isn’t an update.
I wrote while I was trying to act
And not at all to motivate.