Being hypersensitive, vulnerable and self-reflective is incredibly painful
However, I would never trade it for indifference

Looking for the Jane to my Daria

What can I say about Fredrik Backman’s “Anxious People”? The story was engaging and touching, but the ending felt pretentious, as if the author grew tired and padded it with a heavy-handed moralizing element, adding more and more senseless poetic quotes along the way

From my experience, nothing unites people as well as a shared source of irritation

Just finished reading “A Room of One’s Own” by Virginia Woolf. It made me more aware and grateful for my freedom to read, to write, to study, and simply to live as I choose. “Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt, that you can set upon the freedom of my mind”

You had stopped and tilted your head
I still ponder what it meant now, now
Now, now, now, now

Me, whenever I’m feeling anxious or stressed:

Of all the authors whose books I’ve read, Dovlatov remains my absolute favorite. His language may be very straightforward. It can even seem really rough at times. Yet, his life attitude is so simple, satirical and positive, despite all the hurdles he faced, he is a real role model, if you ask me

I’m into a completely different kind of music now, but god… I miss being 13 and listening to them

Trying to learn how to write with my left hand. Why is this so hard? It definitely didn’t feel this bad when I was a kid. Damn fluid intelligence!!

Currently reading “Non-violent communication” by M. Rosenberg. I like the idea and the main concepts, but the language… not so much. It makes me feel like I’m receiving instructions from an instagram coach

Finished Agatha Christie’s “The Murder of Roger Ackroyd” today. I used to be a huge fan of her books, especially “And Then There Were None” but this one just seems off to me. The ending just doesn’t feel right

That’s just… too good open.spotify.com/track/5XeFes...

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I’m reading Kafka’s ‘The Trial’ right now and I really like the quote ‘The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other’ . It reminds me of the Socratic ‘I know that I know nothing’

“There was no point in arguing. But of course I argued”
Sergei Dovlatov, The Suitcase

Trust me,