real or not real?

Real. I'm an addict. Like a trap. Trapped.

Now I've been quiet. Again. I'm spending my days working at my summer job, watch movies, listen to THG-audiobook (in English) and rest. Not much more to do when it's rainy and cold and you're about to catch a cold. But I think an idea for a manuscript is taking form. I shall take a day to write these tiny ideas and let them grow as soon as I can. Welcome the process.