Implementation and Haribo

Haribo at nighttime seems a bit wrong, but the way the sweet taste melts on my tongue is quite soothing.

 

I’m running out of bepanthen and my back is peeling badly, but at least it’s no longer painful. I was such a wimp as well, because he had to add numbing cream on my back. However, he said I was a brave girl for choosing that motif. What’s so brave about it when I have a reason, when it has a meaning? So I unite menace with beauty and Greek mythology with nature and astronomy – what’s the big deal here, I don’t know.

What’s it to do with you?

What’s it to do with me?

A hell of a lot.

 

The end of a chapter.

 

Soon it’ll be harvest time – time to collect and prepare.

 

These people cannot decide whether it’s warm or cold, but the truth is, it’s just right.  The temperature has never been any better.  You might think its instability corresponds with a mind’s insanity and you might be right, haha.

It almost smells like autumn; the smell that gives people colds, which they deserve.

 

While they sniff I will prepare.

 

For a new chapter.

 

A better chapter.

 

The most exciting thing is knowing that I will be the one to write it and to make it happen.

 

My only reason to rise from the bed and get out.

 

I love this part.

 

Implementation.

 

Another sweet before bed.

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