couple hours later
i just wrote all these thoughts and the machine deleted them.. or is that simply a fragment of my imagination? i would hope not. i wrote about my fascination with the german language, and how much i love pinot noir… i also wrote about how i think i am such an unproductive individual, but that is all relative to what i find “being productive” really entails… alles ist relatif… just rolls off your tongue. i should teach myself german… maybe i’ll take a nap too.
ciao
