Eyes

Yeah, that is me staring at you. A little post, before I go to bed. I'm not shure what I'll write about, but I feel it is time to write. Sometimes when I take the time to sit down and post something here, I'll write something that has been in my head for days, something I'll just improvise at the moment.

Now I sit here, with a glass of water and a peeled mandarin next to my keyboard. It's 1 am. and I should be sleeping. but I'm not really thinking about sleep. I'm thinking about the paper on medieval pottery I need to finish this weekend. I still have to write seven pages. I'm thinking about moving out and going to live together with my boy.

I'm dreaming. About selling ten pieces of jewellery a day. And make a living of it.

I'm a bit worried about selling next to nothing lately.

Other then that, I'm fine. Really. A bit stressed out by loads of work still, but better than last week.

I think I shall go to bed now.

Nightnight!