Failing in ‘the friend thing’.

We often don’t get the friends we want but the friends we need. Or so they say. But what if….sometimes….I want what I want and not what I need? Somehow we always seem to get back what we put out into the world – and thus attract our own specific brand of crazy when it

Foggy Futures

Anyone that’s known me for longer than 5 minutes will have no problems telling you whether I’m a glass half-full or half-empty kind of girl. And while I personally like to call my deep seated pessimism a realistic outlook on life, the only realistic answer is that I’m a doomthinker deluxe. I have a knack

Best car ever.

Today I’m driving to the land down under. Which in this particular case is the beautiful Limburg that holds my roots (-small barf-). And though I’ve managed to destruct most of the accent that gets a person laughed at on a daily basis – I do still venture down there every once in a while

The invisible me

Sometimes I wonder how much of my life is made up out of habits – instead of necessities (for survival). How much of my actions are governed merely by the fact that I’m used to their specific execution and routines, instead of me actually ‘needing’ them to reach my goals and fulfilment. How much of

Cheers to fresh starts!

To share or not to share – that has always been a question for me. To say I’m an open book is an insane understatement, something which (in the past) has worked FOR me almost as much as it has worked against me. I write about me. All of me. Without excuses. About my life,