Fatico a definire la mia giornata lavorativa con una parola che non sia “shitstorm”, ma se proprio devo trovare un lato positivo, vale la pena ricordare che non sto entrando nel panico per una cosa che tre mesi fa mi avrebbe causato un attacco d’ansia potenzialmente fatale.
Ancora un po’ di pazienza, e forse riesco davvero ad uscire indenne dalle prossime quattro settimane. Forse, eh.
And I’m sorry young man I cannot be your friend
I don’t believe in a fairytale end.
I don’t keep my head up all of the time,
I find it dull when my heart meets my mind.
And I hardly know you I think I can tell
These are the reasons I think that we’re ill.
I hardly know you I think I can tell
These are the reasons I think that I’m ill.
Oh, man. Thanks, chiricupa, this is so cute.
Five’s a lot, but the timing is spot-on. Never had Self-deprecating Insecure Me needed to hear nice things like this year, and here’s what Positive Encouraging Me would most likely say.
- You’re brave. You really are. You took the first really big risk in your life, and there’s no doubt that it was the right thing to do. All the uncertainty you feel today will soon be a memory of the past.
- You’re still the lovely, quirky, person you were seven years ago. Don’t let the daily routine of rejections and disappointments drag you down.
- You’ve also come a long way since seven years ago. The things you learnt and the hardships you went through changed you for the better, not for worse.
- You’ve got a bunch of amazing people in your life, and all act like you completely deserve their love. That has to mean something.
- You can write. Never, ever forget it.
I don’t want to invade your inboxes (that’s because I’m really, really shy, too), so feel free to copy the prompt and send it to anyone you like. And that’s my piece of Tumblr love for today, folks.
I’m not used to being in Central London on weekdays, so on the rare occasions I am, I get the compelling urge to explore its iconic cafes. My most recent trip to the City happened on a sunny Thursday morning, just a couple of weeks ago; it was the perfect opportunity to visit a place I had long set my eyes on, and enjoy a relaxed breakfast with a welcomed Easter twist (that’s my seasonal posting…
Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
File under: “I cinquanta curriculum che ho visionato al lavoro quest’oggi”. Oppure sotto “analfabetismo di ritorno”, fate voi.
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