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Time is weird

Everything comes in with the speed of a 30 foot high waterfall which can make stones brake with the force it has. The spot I received for my tiny house, the deadline of three months to finish, the volunteer work I started at Tiny House Nederland and the fact I am now building a freaking…

The pitch

The overwhelming quantity of change is sloshing round my ears. I’m paddling wildly in the rising waters trying to keep my head above all of it, but may come with a new wave. It’s gliding over my mouth now, making me gasp for air every second.                 I got an invite to give a pitch…

Bubbling Nerves

I’m sick to my stomach. On the table my ideas for my tiny house are spread out. My mom is ready with her notepad to write everything down and the conversation starts. What do we need? Where do we get the materials? How are we going to do it? Can we do it in three…

Nightly walk

The sky is deep black with white twinkly lights and a big round moon that shines down on her shiny black fur and makes it look silvery. Long shadows stretch out before her and her red hero on the red tiles of the street they live in. In the white house with the red roof…

Nothing for a moment

The image stays blurry no matter how much I squint my eyes it remains just not quite sharp. Even the words in my head are muddled. They whirl around to the most unreachable places and will never find their way to paper. My body is tired and only with the most difficulty I can get…