The leaves are gone. + I was taught how to draw leaves by my 6 year old cousin, so please don’t judge.
It’s easy to describe what tea tastes like. It can taste strong and bitter, and very sweet at the same time as heaps of white sugar were added to fix its flavour. Little Asia did not like plain tea when she was 8 years old. It can taste of fruit and spices as producers tendContinue reading “What’s the colour of tea?”
Today WordPress kindly notified me that I have written 50 posts on my blog so far. I know you read my posts. After all, I share them on Facebook. And real life happens on Facebook. Right? If I’m not friends with you on Facebook, we can’t say we know each other. If I don’t write thatContinue reading “50 posts and 1 comment, my life achievement”
I am 19 years old. In less than 2 months I’ll turn 20. And I feel old. * If you’re reading this and you’re 13, you might think: “well, sure! ‘Cause you ARE old!”. But I assume that most of my readers are closer to my age or even slightly older and they have noContinue reading “Why do I feel old?”
First: no, this is not going to be about why I haven’t killed myself yet. It’s about why I stayed home instead of packing myself into a car to go to a graveyard. Today’s the 1st of November. Which, according to the Polish tradition, is the saddest day of the year (with the exception ofContinue reading “Why I’m not at the graveyard today”