The troubles of being a graduate

Truth is, getting your degree and leaving stage one of university isn't as idyllic as it sounds. I just welcomed myself to the world of unemployment. And lost my insurance. But it's not as bad as I make it sound either. You've completed step one, and now are free to live everything that comes ahead.

And now to the main point: the troubles.

A. I have a humongous writers block. I've always had an ability when it came to words; be it written or spoken. But lately, I can't seem to write a line. Not in my blog. I mean in motivation letters, books, articles etc.  And it's troubling. I feel that my words are tangled up inside me and they won't get out right. And I'd like to solve that soon, 'cause I've found a new knack in writing articles (which I currently can't write).

B. I can't sleep well. I hope that's gonna resolve itself with time.

C. Everything else. Like when I'm moving, where I'm going, how to get an insurance, how to live independently etc. Vacations anyone?

I guess we'll have a job troubles sequel soon...

Destroying to create

These last days have been as intense as the previous ones. Leaving a place you've lived in for five years sure is tough. But I couldn't shed a tear. Because creating the new one keeps my mind so occupied that I can't bother with past tenses. To the future.

(song that has nothing to do with the concept)

Spring in the city

These days have been super busy and mostly happy, which have led me to not posting here. This Spring has been one of a kind. Work, building, flirting, fighting, coffees, saying goodbye, welcoming new things. The festivals ain't here yet though. The one thing I haven't done in a very long time is shooting seriously. But we can't have it all, can we?

The future looks pink right now.

Like a kid in a candy shop

Fascination is one of the things that become seldom when you grow up. Kids can be fascinated with anything. Cynic adults, on the other side, keep their blazé, I-know-everything look. It seems like, the more fascinated you are, the more creative you are.
And it happened to me. Today. You know, when you're in architecture school and all you learn about is theoretical knowledge, even when it's supposed not to be (don't misunderstand, I love things like art history), having to make something in real size that fuctions makes you helpless. And then, you go to people who have nothing to do with art history, but make very real things. I went to the smith shop today. I was happy like the kind in a candy shop. And there were some really kind people willing to explain to me everything that I'll never learn in architecture.
I even got a new ring (that's supposed to hold rubber but oh, who cares. Creativity, as we said)

Smoothly

I'm posting one of my last pictures with my digital camera (while it's mine, anyway). It's my first table lamp. A simple design that I like really much but would like to improve. Some things come to my house and others leave it. It's all about the summer...

Change

women tend to think that changing small things in their everyday life can change their whole system. I haven't changed my hair since May, but my house looks like heaven right now.