kolmapäev, 4. mai 2011

Sometimes...

... I get tired of everything. My thoughts, my ideas, my mother-tongue. And even if I do not write in perfect English, I do not care. I just like to express myself in different ways, in different languages, because sometimes other languages give better ways for describing my mind.

I like how Hank once said: "I'm supposed to be a writer..." It sounds in English much better than in Estonian. Or maybe I just like the sound of that language more...

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