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I had a few days off from writing because - first of all - I like to have some time to mull over the thoughts I want to pass on to you. I love the time when my texts mature inside of me. When I observe, research, talk to people and put my thoughts into words. The second reason is much more down to earth: I have a never-ending problem with my dog. Hind-legs paralysis, bedsores and now… loose poop. My dog is trying to make up for the loss of muscles and I think because of that has overeaten a little. I’m a good dog mum so I didn’t protest - and now my existence mainly consists of washing off poop from the floor, the dog and myself. Several times a day. So you understand. By the way, I didn’t realise that poop makes you think about life this much. Comfort instead of risk My conclusions from observing my nearer and further surroundings are that people around me are nothing but cowards. They are not capable - beware, now I’ll use the oldest and most overused motivational...

Just like in the subject – I think the correspondence below says it all. It’s an exchange with one customer only. I have over 40 thousand e-mails in my mailbox… Yes. Forty thousand. Original emails. Miss Justyna! my make up lasted well, but unfortunately I have very sensitive eyes (I’ve had conjunctivitis several times now) and at the wedding I had bloodshot eyes. I think I’ve had something like a stroke, I mean my entire eyes are extremely red. I think that make up fixer wasn’t good for me. Perhaps I should have waited after spraying it and not open my eyes right away. The conclusion is that I can’t take risks like that in the future (especially not on my wedding day). We won’t be able to touch my eyeball with any make up brush or cosmetic while putting on make up. We will only be able to put some eye shadow on the top lid, maybe some eye shadow at the bottom, under the eye; inside and outside of the eye, as well as the inner corners we cannot touch. About the lashes I think I...