People often ask me why I refer to Artur as my boyfriend and not my husband. Firstly, I do not like the word ‘husband’. To me, it somehow seems old, as well as old fashioned. Secondly, we only got married for visa reasons. We may be a happy couple, but the only reason we got […]
I am typing this on a MacBook. I have a Gmail account. I scroll my Facebook feed. I read books on a Kindle. There’s no escaping these big tech companies.
I am doing absolutely nothing special for New Year’s Eve. I may even go to bed before midnight. The fireworks outside have been going on for hours already, and it is only 8pm.
I used to love Christmas. Now I have no Christmas spirit.
When you’ve been a hoarder your whole life, attempting to become a minimalist is extremely hard. However, I believe it can eventually be done. If I managed to travel for a year with just one carry on backpack, surely cutting the crap I have at home must be achievable, right?