I feel terribly stuck between important moments. nothing is happening and nothing has been happening and I'm just really stuck.
I wish that I had an imaginary world like Christoper Robin or Alice or Lucy and Edmund and Peter and Susan. I think that I would go there a lot and I would stay there for some time. I think that I would really love to talk to lions and to caterpillars who smoke cigarettes.
and to Winnie the Pooh. he's so sweet.
