had an impromptu music party last night and i think i’ve finally slid into holiday mood though it’s been eight weeks and i’m going back to reality in two weeks. oh wells.
apparently it’s gonna snow in Aachen!!! physiotherapy is getting tougher and tougher, the knee feels like it’s back to square one after every session.
a lot of women used to use arsenic to kill their husbands. for some reason i regard serial killers who killed with poison to be in another category than other serial killers, like their killings bring less weight cos their hands weren’t dirty. gosh for a squeamish person i sure do like gruesome details.
a piece of philosophy that proves that we cannot always be sure about what we think we know. i actually thought this was a kind of common sense and this article delves deeper than my thinking about the matter
hello welcome to the peak of my emotional rollercoaster!!! life seems to be hopeful!!
i dread physiotherapy