Ad te clamamus, exsules filii Hevae

Please be human with me

It breaks my heart to know that there are poor souls out there going through their lives without the ability to come up with witty remarks. Imagine not thinking about something very stupid 0.1s into a situation. A true tragedy

When I say I think by speaking I mean it almost literally. I can only organize my thoughts if I have a victim to bear it with me

My long years of wisdom in this life (jk) have appointed me that it's impossible to remove the distractions, since I am the distraction. The real deal is to keep living and doing things while and despite getting distracted. Plus doing the most during the concentration windows.

Of course I was thinking about how little print editions Lições de Abismo get, why do you ask?

If I ever follow through with option "open a printing company" I'd at least once text some of my moots I'd not mind doxxing myself to if they need anything and by anything I'll mean, well, if they want me to translate and publish a book of their choice and pick the cover design.

Maybe I could write all of my life plans in little pieces of paper, put them all inside my graduation cap, throw it up in the air and follow through with the one that lands the closest to me

You can tell the kind of child someone was by their reaction to "do you have any stitches?"

I got bit by the translation bug, my spanish is better and the opus br website is unfinished. Theorethically I could pick some document and email my translation to my friend who works there to see if they have some use for it.

Sometimes I wish I could go outside for a walk and just simultaniously absorb everything I can see and hear all at once. An overdose of the world

One of my favorite things about being a young woman is that it allows me to people watch in a concerning degree without anyone finding it weird