I missed writing

 but there was not much i could write about. just a few jobs, all turning me down, and me feeling more and more desperate. none of that are things i'd want to share in greater detail.

now, however, i'm looking forward to another interview for a job i'd enjoy, with the slight drawback of spending the entire summer abroad, no exceptions ever. it would make me miss a belt exam, but also would pay well. i'd learn some nice skills, too, and get (possibly) breathtaking content for my insta. nice, lol.

no to be too dramatic, but if i don't get this job, i have literally no clue what to do. i will try to work in the vaccination campaign, and perhaps that is a lot more useful, but i feel entirely deflated. that, however, is a tale for when things turn good, because they must. i insist.

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