So much for writing more regularly. You wouldn’t believe how many pieces of paper I’ve lost to random rants soon devolving into even more random doodles.
Anyway, you know you’ve become really old when you only remember its your own birthday after someone else wishes you. Fuck.
well, i know that i’ve become really old when people who are younger than me complain about being really old.
happy belated birthday.
Danke schön!