2 minutes read | 4 hours work

and she placed a white satin bag of lavender in the hallway,
 
so it will be the first thing her guests smelled at the first step in her rented apartment. If her home is to scent nice, if it is to scent pleasant, if it is to welcome people, then let Madamoiselle Lavender welcome the guests, she thought, waiting for the first knock.
 
She waited until evening, day and night, countless days and nights, until her soul was

old.

2 minute read | 2 hours work

Never again will one of those days return. As I slept on an air mattress, surrounded by cardboard boxes full of clothes, spread out around me. Because that was what I had left. What life gave me and what it wanted to give. Large windows without curtains. Like eyes staring into my frightened soul. An empty unwritten and unfinished book. A book without a story or an end.

3 minute read | 4 hours work

I wouldn\’t believe Leo\’s nose between his eyes. Because Leo was a good one when it came to math, and he could draw a Vitruvian man perfectly. He drew a perfection that doesn\’t even exist, but is geometrically functional. And from there it\’s not that far to some Mona Lisa smile.

2 minute read | 4 hours work

dragging heavy bottles from a small store. Alternatively, they carried them empty again into sorted waste. An endless and tiring cycle. As a single woman, a woman who does not have or know anyone who could possibly bring such heavy bottles from the store, I welcomed Soda Now with open arms.

2 minute read | 3 hours work

I enjoy the fact that the serum is not greasy or heavy, but rather refreshing. Not only its gel consistency, but also its scent, is revitalizing. It is light on the skin and smells like fresh citrus. When applied the gel caviar changes immediately to a fine liquid consistency. Under the touch and warmth of the fingers, the caviar balls dissolve in an instant.

2 minute read | 2 hours work

This life is about racing with the wind. Who will run faster? Me or the wind. Whether the storm takes me with and devastates with me what comes in its way, destroys entire forests, breaks the trees, so they fall so helplessly to the ground. And never again, no one and nothing can put them back, whether it’s just a breeze who plays with my hair. And he tells me to go. To run.

2 minute read | 3 hours work

She took a deep breath, as if it were the last time. And forever. As if she wanted to remember it. That moment, all that belongs to the moment and the moment itself. That place. That address. That house. And if there were tears of happiness, they still flood today. If there were flowers, they still scents in her office. And while some have withered and the leaves have fallen from the flowers on the table, it doesn’t matter. They’re just waiting for them to be tidy. If she wanted to… If there was a clock, it ticked quietly on her pale hand and only showed her insignificant time. If there was a dress, it swinged as she walked. If there were shoes, they said come and she went. Through the street, the forest, the meadow, the landscape, the morning, the day, the evening and the night, along the Milky Way, on the planet X178459 and they led it even further. If there was a scent, it would be scented like a road. It was a long journey and lasted up to one endless breath.