My dears,
I would love to show you some pretty photos of a finished project, or a cake, or something, but sadly my master’s thesis takes both my time and my brain away these days. I am still alive (somewhere in the 17th century, that is). When I sleep, I dream of very strange birthday parties or very strange Sissi-like plots. When I came home from the Stabi today (after 5 hours of work or so), I ate half a watermelon and watched this predictable movie. That was all my brain could process this evening. The End.