It has always been better to talk, write, sing, film, play, about things you know and are familiar with; if you've experienced them, even better.
This is what they call "blank page panic," and a thousand other more appropriate names, and in fact, I have no idea what I'm doing right now...
Choose a field, then a work, and then a cut.
I haven't seen a film in a long time, I haven't heard anything striking for even longer, and I sadly can't even remember what a PlayStation looks like.
NO: I swear I won't talk about sticky fingers this time.
A stuffed frog placed under the laptop keyboard saves me from incredibly frustrating problems with the trackpad and drivers.
A one-and-a-half-centimeter leprechaun sprung out of a Lidl packet is above the "ESC" key. "Burn them, burn them all, Ralph!"
Monkeys were liked by Homer, I liked penguins.
But I do know the Four Flying Dick's, and indeed "You are Homer Simpson, my American myth".
Imagine, you start thinking about Mastandrea, criminal cops, and that desperate Calligari, and you end up getting tangled with the FFD. After all, I know them both, "it can be done," says the law of the universe that has always worked. (and yes, please, the movie is whole. and yes, you should watch it tonight)
But the universe is nice to overturn, and so Santa Sangre on the Sacred Mountain. Play the cultured type a little - no links because they won't open them for you - this way you break down the wall of insecurity and embarrassment. Then, put your hands forward "it's my first time, take it slow, not all at once", and key after key you start dreaming about high-fives, compliments, fame, the World Cup, and seven to one in Brazil on their turf. at Maracanã, at night.
Unfortunately, you are not Germany, but a few high-fives do come your way.
Even though, going back, we talked about monkeys and penguins... The penguin because it is funny, cute, and clumsy. The monkey because someone wanted it, and now they see about keeping this shit-slinger to themselves.
The paragraphs, divide everything into smaller pieces, this way it's easier to follow.
But all attached is more serious.
We return to seriousness that hides the distrust in one's abilities.
And so, a long-winded droning until the penalties.
Not today: it already doesn't make any sense, it wouldn't be honest.
And then to come back with expressions and rhetorical figures read, reread, over-read, and overused, zero originality to satisfy ears and eyes that will never be known, and despite everything, to learn, teach, have fun, and entertain.
Sorry if that's not much.
Better as an editorial, better as a case, I didn't understand, it sucks.
Better you keep quiet and set up your own page: it's summer, go on vacation!
I love you all, with the words of Collini: "let no one feel excluded"
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