Sono una grande goccia. Non sono bella come una piccola goccia. Mi sento inutile. Ma le api berranno da me. Comunque, il vento e il sole mi seccheranno alla fine. Ma la mia vita non sarà senza senso

Petals pop open releasing a sweet scent at almost-dusk. Crazy cats screech fighting on the street at night while crickets chirp. It's day again. Parent birds chatter on the branches. Chicks squabble

Restickable? Readhesive? Repeatedly stickable? I want to describe a sticker which you can stick, then peel off and stick somewhere else and you can do this not just once or twice but many times. (OK,

Certe città in Ungheria si sentono come città mediterranee. Ci trovano ampi spazi aperti e ampie stradoni con edifici storici di lusso e caffé carini. https://hu.pinterest.com/pin/468515167505544976#i

Today, I abandoned my book for the time being and went for a winter walk. Mind you, it is a thriller with promised dark academia motifs. https://hu.pinterest.com/pin/123004633567499507#imgViewer The

Summer weather is My Roman Empire; the nature in winter can also function as my glimmer though. Fog has descended upon us and everything is covered in rime today.* It is breathtaking. The cold in

If you don't want to order all of your Christmasy stuff online, you need to hit the stores in the second week of November. And you'd better take a deep breath and roll your sleeves up. I'm a bit of a

How Does An ANTI To Do LIST Work? Presently, I'm participating in a book club in Hungary. Every month, I get the monthly pick and a small related surprise, it's like a mini subscription box. This

Does autumn mean glory or decay? Can a berry be fleshy? Can I enjoy autumn without being keen on it? Can I tap into the autumn vibe if I don't like those fat, complacent, horrid pumpkins and those

Social "madia" (typo, unintentional pun) changes the way we see our lives.* I romanticize my life when I drink my French vanilla infused coffee on weekend mornings (bought most of the time when

I find the concept of Summer Me rather fascinating. I have a Summer Me. Actually, I have a June Me, a July Me, and—you've guessed right—an August Me. The weather is to praise or blame. June is the

Libby's finally arrived in Hungary, however it's called CloudLibrary here. Of course, they're different apps. For some years now, I've kept hearing about Libby mainly on booktube. It's an ebook app

N.B. I've been always confused whether 'tradition' can be used with 'new' or not. Thumbnail: https://hu.pinterest.com/pin/307018899604364749#imgViewer Last summer I wrote a post about reading Murder

Letture speciali Diario delle letture Ho comminciato leggere un libro inglese per migliorare il mio inglese e anche per piacere. A Hundred Years to Arras di Jason Cobley è una storia della Prima

Non sono appassionato di social media, ma ho un debole per Pinterest. Creo i moodboard per ogni romanzi e series che mi piacciono. Penso che sia un abitudine stimolante. Mi fa venir voglia di leggere

Io amo nuotare. Mi sento libera e forte nel aqua. Sono state al mare a qualche volta e quando sono nel aqua mi piace immaginare essere nel mare di nuovo. Febbraio è gelida ma primavera è alle porte.

SPOILERS! I wouldn't be reading Shark Heart by Emily Habeck if it weren't in the original English. I appreciate the language practice a tad bit more than the story. Shark Heart is a magical realism

No spoilers, please! TW: terminal illness This year I'm planning to curb my book-related spending. Believe me, it's not a resolution,* it's a must. In Hungary, books became extremely pricey last

I try to explain this through pictures. I wagered I knew what magical realism meant, sort of, without giving an exact definition. For me, "magical realism" meant a realistic story containing scenes

I owe you all a confession, I've been missing Phryne. You know, that sassy Private Lady Detective from 1920s Melbourne. The Hungarian TV aired the last episode of series 3 of Miss Fisher's Murder