I live in a student apartment that I share with other two people, or, better, students. Student apartments are not like any other apartment. They get older and older and older, yet never collapse.

Gilmore Girls is a TV-series in the business of nostalgia. I don’t know how they did it, but since the first episode it was clear that it would have reminded us forever of “those good old times”.

At the end of April, after four years of work and dedication, I have finally defended my PhD. The defence consisted of thirty minutes of presentation and more than one hour of questions.

The magical time of the weekend when you feel you deserve an hour or so in the bathroom for a self-care routine has finally arrived.

The time has arrived to admit that I’m getting older and to compare myself with my past version of ten years ago.

Decreasing my plastic consumption is what I decided to be my New Year’s resolution. After cutting down the plastic in my bathroom, now it’s time to cut it down in my kitchen.

You might have guessed by now that I’m obsessed with stuff like eating well, lowering my plastic consumption, exercising and staying fit.

Oh yeah! I’m currently in the painful process of writing my PhD thesis. If you’re in this process too (or are simply in pain), then stick around.