I haven’t read here for about month or so. My schelfule has been changed a little bit. The more I read, the more I feel there isn’t anything interesting to read (related to my profession - marketing) except fiction and psychology/philosophy. Videocources and audiobooks are perceived now as something worthless, not important anyway. So I have one main activity now - read, read and read...
Is it spring out there?
March 1.. I was at home all day. Yes, I still continue to be there pretending that I am doing important stuff. Yesterday I sent 2 articles in Moscow - I hope I will take part in some conferences and will be published. Everyday I finish something, but I still feel that it is all in vain, that time is running out. Coldness and nonexistence. Dreams are reality and vise versa.