I write little, yes.
Partly because I banally don’t have time, much because I don’t know what to write.
I am still trying to square the circleand find something that resembles a style.
I’ll probably have a lot of time to think, as from 21 until 30 November I will be on holiday (so to speak) moving my knick-knacks to the beautiful new house.
Our home.
Which translated means: I won’t be on call, I won’t have a connection, and I won’t have time to be online anyway.
After that, I don’t know, I can’t say what it will be like, if and when I will return.
In short, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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