Sewed, glued and tattooed.

Zadnje čase imam ustvarjalno zatišje. Čas poskušam zapravljati za stvari, ki jim dolgo nisem posvečala pozornosti. Veliko spim. Berem. Delam to-do liste. Gledam filme z lestvice IMDB Top 250. Zdaj sem pri nekje 78. mestu. Delam še več to-do list. Vmes se je znašla tudi nuja, da se naučim Jacksonove muve iz Thrillerja. In tako ostane bore malo časa za šivanke in barvice in čopiče. Ampak tale je pa za motivacijo. Ob glasbeni spremljavi. Lately I suffer from a lack of creativity. I try spending time on things, I haven't been paying much attention. Sleeping a lot. Reading. Making to-do lists. Watching movies from IMDB Top 250 list. I'm somewhere around 78th place a the moment. Making more to-do lists. In between came also an urge to learn Jacko's moves from Thriller. Thus leaving a very small amount of time for needles and crayons and brushes. But this one is for motivation. Accompanied by music.

Sneg ima zame mnogo sopomenk. Mraz. Mokri čevlji. Mraz. Čiščenje snega z avta. Mraz. Pasji kakci pod snegom, ki jih odkriješ šele spomladi. Na svojem obuvalu, seveda. Mraz. Čeprav imam toplo jakno, nove megagojzarje (preprosto ni mogoče, da premočijo), ni mi treba v službo, na pasje kakce bo pa najbrž treba še lep čas počakat, me sneg še vedno spravlja v slabo voljo. In potem pade kakšna solza. Ali pa je to samo želja po dežnih kapljah? Snow has many synonyms for me. Cold. Wet shoes. Cold. Cleaning snow off the car. Cold. Dog poo hiding under the snow, to be discovered in spring. On your shoe, of course. Cold. Although I have a warm jacket, new megahiking boots (100% waterproof), I do not have to go to work, the dog poo will likely have to wait for some time, snow still puts me in a bad mood. And then some tears may drop. Or is it just a desire for raindrops?