Unfortunate time-arrangement

All of a sudden there is a day which doesn’t exist every year. Like if it went on a four year holiday, and then came back to say hello. I used to have a classmate who is born on the 29th of February, meaning she has lived four times less birthdays than the rest of us. Today will not be added to my monthly paycheck, because it’s a day that’s not supposed to be here. I’m actually working for free. Next time I find myself waking up to a day that doesn’t normally exist; I’ll consider staying in bed the entire day until a real day shows up.

Barely breathing - not dead yet

I really do miss blogging. That's why I haven't deleted Willow's Adventures yet or proclaimed it dead. My blog used to give me a lot of joy. It was always somewhat thrilling to enter it to see if anyone had left me a comment.

Then I moved to a new placed. A new, temporary home. And there was no internet access. Being a temporary home, I decided not to invest in broadband. Six months later, I still live in my internet-free, temporary home.

So I go to work, on a Sunday, to use the connection there. In a permanent home, whenever that can be spoken of, there most certainly will be internet access and therefore also new adventures told by Willow.