Big subject. It’s terrifying for me to even think about writing about this when there’re so many good posts and articles about that already. However, every person has a unique perspective on that and that’s what I want to share here. Perspective.
4 am’s poem.
After a night shift, waiting for a bus. For some reason, I felt like writing a poem, so I did it. Because why not? This time I put also Polish, as it is the original version.
A letter to my younger self.
Have you ever come to a point where your life from a few years ago feels so different like it was another person who lived it? Or one day you just realize something really, really important: that you have just matured, and that’s it.
When too much is too much.
Do you sometimes ask yourself if you’re doing enough? Probably constantly, if you’re like me, always trying to be productive, best version for myself and for the others. Have you ever asked yourself if, maybe, you’re doing too much though?
I miss Norway.
Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
Autumn in Poland.
If you’re reading my posts regularly, you got to know that I came back to my motherland. Not because of my sorrow, homesickness or anything bad, just to finish what I started: higher education. Here is my try to picture Poland from my perspective in a quite different way.
A day off.
Sometimes we all need rest. We work, study, go to the gym, cook, take care of ourselves and the others, all the things that fill up our time. But, from time to time, it’s good to sit down with tea and listen to some jazz.
