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?
Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
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.
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.
A city of wide and spread underground, thousands of different stops and lines and a city of cold, concrete architecture. I and my partner went to Berlin.
You wake up. It’s a sunny day, birds are singing but you wish you could be anywhere else, doing something else. Or be someone else. You have a bad day.
I did a diary post once, in June. You can check it here. However, this time quite different one, because from Poland. I usually have no inspiration to write diaries, but when there’s occasion and will, I do it. It’s not much, but a couple of thoughts. Enjoy!