The smell of January.

My head is full of poetry those days. I wake up with random poems in my head and I go to sleep similar… and sometimes I have to merge them and it suddenly all makes sense. Enjoy.

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Love’s A Stranger – a poem.

Powoli spadający śnieg.
A wiesz kogo dzisiaj spotkałam?
Jerzy.
Ale i tak nikt mi nie uwierzy…
Ciemno było… ale lampki w oknach!
Ale pruszyło!

A teraz idź precz!
Juz wszystko przecież wiesz…
Zostaw mnie tutaj, chcę zatańczyć
z Jerzym, poudawajmy, że tak pięknie
tutaj śnieży

Idź, już idź…

*** translation ***

Slowly falling snow.
Do you know who I met today?
George.
But no one will know…
It was dark… but the lights in the windows!
Big flakes of snow!

Now go away!
You already heard everything…
Let me stay,
I want to dance with George,
let’s pretend the snow
isn’t forged

Go, just go…

Let’s talk about work.

Everybody has to do some job to get through life, earn money, buy food, have a roof overhead, and cover other basic things. However, there’s always been a tendency in our society to judge people based upon the way they earn their living. Let’s talk about exactly that.

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The thin line between integration and imitation.

A couple of words on the topic that was in my mind for quite a while. Don’t worry, even though the title looks like a bachelor, it is not a scientific paper.

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Rainbows, cats & hikes.

Today’s a mixture of photos from last week, and therefore a mixture of thoughts. Welcome back (after long break).

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Rainy Sundays are for baking.

I mean we have a proper summer right now, not gonna lie, the temperatures are rising up to 27 degrees – but the rain is always coming sooner or later.

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Nature – a poem.

The evenings after work are usually very unproductive – but sometimes they turn into a proper art spectacle: here’s both my artworks and my poem.

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Little bit elsewhere – a poem.

Polish original (mine of course) and then translated into English.

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Rainy days and what more.

I’ve been very quiet lately and it’s been raining (a lot) lately. Let’s catch up.

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