I was home sick for almost two weeks. With my voice gone and living alone, I 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕕 seeing, hearing and speaking to other people. So I grabbed a book and ventured to read in the city center. (I might have bought three new books too, pleasesendhelp)
My brain will bring this back up for somewhere between a couple of weeks to forever. Meaning: Next time you compliment me and get a I-just-bit-on-a-lemon-face in return, it’s nothing personal. Just remembering my garbage-photo-adventure.
«Yeah, the others were so insecure about talking to people. So I told them: You know, just make any compliment. Like: Cool hair, nice color. Something along that line. Then they’ll surely agree.»
Like… What. That’s what you get when you leave your trust-issues at home for once.
Seems like I’m the only one who doesn’t consider today‘s concert of On Ok Rock the best ever? Like, two people needed medical attention - before they played a single note.
Which I guess is actually a surprisingly «good» quota considering that the location was sold out, the doors opened at 7, the opening act played around 8 and then left the crowd waiting for almost an hour without an explanation but little air conditioning.
Ein Medikament zur Steigerung von Gedächtnis und Konzentration bei «altersbedingten geistigen Leistungseinbußen» als Weihnachtsgeschenk? Hmmmm….
#ZwoDreiRisiko