feel like doing it again but it looks like a colossal tasks. I'll have
to start from things like drawers and bookcases, up to my money and
artistic projects.
Work simply has no place in this. I need to take care of myself. I
resent it more than ever. At least when I was overworked I was
motivated, now I've lost every motivation.
Having the house full of beer bottles because I still can't fix those
damn shelves doesn't help.
(postato dal telefonino, poi traduco)