Overflow of Information

Sometimes I just hate technology and the modern age. I hate the fact that social media and Netflix are a thing now. I hate that my brain is becoming a slave of screens and I can’t control it. I enjoy reading books more than everything but why is there still a constant temptation to close the book and turn on a device? The overflow of information online is just insane. It’s hard to really understand anything when all the things in the world are flashing before your eyes as a constant flow of words and headlines. Only very few things are actually registered during this endless scrolling, it’s hard to maintain attention in one article long enough to properly comprehend it before moving to the next one and then the next one.

Quite literally everything and everyone is online now. We are connected more than ever through the great world wide web, but at the same time disconnected more than ever. It’s so weird that I can be sitting in my room by myself but still connect with as many people as I like, but when I come offline, I’m just sitting in my room alone.  This illusion of collectivity is so fascinating and it’s quite ironic that right now I’m alone in my room writing this and connecting with whoever is going to read this later. I’ll never get over how wonderful this universe is in it’s whole glory.

It’s exhausting though, keeping up with the world but it’s kind of essential to know what’s going on. I fantasise about living in an era of beautiful ball dresses and no modern technology, but then I realise that I would probably be dying of some incurable illness or fainting from the tightness of my corset every five minutes, so I guess I have to accept the world as it is now and use my mindfulness skills to let go of unnecessary information fishing and focus on what really matters, and open more books.


Recently Read #4



Charlotte Brontë: Jane Eyre

I do enjoy a classic. This was my first time reading this wonderful book and I’ll surely return to it many a time in the future. I don’t even know where to begin, I put the book down two minutes ago and I’m still taking it in. Firstly, I’m a huge fan on Brontë’s writing. Every sentence is so well constructed with words that clearly have been carefully considered and fitted to place. I truly enjoyed reading this book because the writing was so eloquent. I usually tend to have trouble and frustration when reading older books as English isn’t my mother tongue but I didn’t face anything similar with this one which made my reading experience extremely pleasant.

The book is a beautiful combination of a development and a love story, the main emphasis being in Jane, the protagonist finding herself and her true purpose in life. The character of Jane Eyre is brilliant, as an orphan she has kind of had to take care of herself from an early age and it shows in her life throughout the years. I love her desire to learn and comprehend things, Jane knows that by developing her mind she is able to survive, which she sadly needs to do especially in the beginning of her life. Her mental strength is also strong and admirable, especially when she decides to leave Mr Rochester after the failed attempt of marriage. She could easily have stayed with him but her independence and unbelievable strength led her yet to another opportunity that developed her even more as a person.

I also enjoyed how Brontë added slight elements of horror and magic in the book. Mrs Rochester’s eerie actions and portrayal certainly added mystery and tension to the story, and the connection that Jane and Mr Rochester have towards the end of the book seems truly magical and seems to strengthen their unconditional love.

I’m thrilled that I finally read this book as I haven’t read a book in a while that really made me think about the world and how time has completely but not really changed it.

Kristin Hannah: The Nightingale 


Historical fiction is one of my favourite genres to read. This book combines two things that truly fascinate me; France (Paris) and the World War II. The story is set around two sisters, Vianne and Isabelle and their life throughout the years of the war in Nazi-occupied France. The book binds around the themes of love, survival, betrayal, the power of women, war, friendship and family to name a few. The main story is told as a flashback triggered by an old identity card that Vianne finds from her attic.

The character of Isabelle appealed to me the most. She was clearly the troublemaker from the two sisters and certainly a rebel. During the war she joins the Resistance and ends up living quite a dangerous life as she starts to help soldiers from the allied forces to cross the French border to Spain. She shows an incredible amount of strength through being determined to fulfil her purpose without a fear of getting caught, without forgetting love and family. I like the tension that is constantly created through Isabelle having to interact with Nazi officers during the train journeys, as the reader expects her to get caught at some point, which eventually of course happens and the rest of her life is a tragedy.

Vianne on the other hand wants to live as normal life in their home village as possible during the occupation. In addition she has to provide accommodation for two Nazi officers, the first a gentleman, the second the opposite. Vianne is living under pressure and trying to hold her life together as well as take care of her daughter. Eventually she also finds her purpose by helping Jewish children to hide from the transportations, after she had betrayed her Jewish best friend. She survives through the war and has to carry the pain with her through her life until the conclusion of the book.

The book especially emphasises the many roles that women play in the war. It’s constant struggle for them and nothing comes easy when their husbands, father and brothers are fighting the war in the front. In the end, the story is a sweet portrayal of sisterhood and love under the horrors of the WW2. Like said in the beginning, I do love a read like this and this certainly was a page-turner for me.


The Nonspatial Continuum

The older I get, the faster time seems to fly by. I mean what even is time? According to one of Merriam-Webster’s definitions it’s “a nonspatial continuum that is measured in terms of events which succeed one another from past through present to future”. Well, this year has felt exactly like events just succeeding one another up until this point. In the beginning of the year my time was consumed by studying and preparing for the final exams. After the finals, my focus went to entrance exams and after them it shifted to work. At work time was clearly divided into three parts: the start of the day, lunch break and the end of the day.  Then I received the information that I’d graduated from IB, next day my former boyfriend announced that he indeed would become my former boyfriend. Then it was my 19th birthday, then work continued and ended, leading to this present day. Becoming an adult is so freaking cool until the reality breaks in. Suddenly you have a million things to do in a day, especially if you live alone and the time that previously was dedicated to something fun, is now used to organising your marvellous life.

I’m haunted by the fact that I’m about to officially enter to a time period where I don’t have a permanent studying place or a job. My future seems to be extremely uncertain which doesn’t really get along with my anxiety. My only plan is to do online courses in open university and take whatever substitute teaching jobs I can and see what else will cross my path during this year of doom. I honestly feel like a failure even though I’m definitely not the only person in the whole world who didn’t get straight to university form high school. Ugh my life is so tragic.

On the bright side, I now posses all of the TIME in the world to figure out what to do with my glorious life.

Recently Read #3


Both of these books are from authors whose other work I’ve admired for some time. I had quite high expectations for these books, but I have to affirm that I was a bit disappointed when reading them. It’s a wistful situation when you really want to like a book by an author you respect but end up being disappointed instead.

Carrie Hope Fletcher: All that she can see

The idea behind this book is really sweet. The protagonist, Cherry, has a magical ability to make people feel better trough her baking and she succeeds in what she does until she runs into a man called Chase, who can do the opposite of what Cherry is able to do. This first leads to a rivalry and then to a romance between them. This all is mixed with fraud psychics and a society of people trying to control people like Cherry and Chase who are later titled as Feelers.

I had a really hard time keep reading the book from the beginning. The story begins really flat and the characters are very simple and lack complexity. Everything seems to happen very quickly and the romance that forms between the two main characters is kind of forced and comes almost out of nowhere. I struggled through the first half of the book and then was pleasantly surprised with the second half. The story became darker and more magic was added into the mix which really brought the book alive. I finished the book pretty quickly and really enjoyed how the plot developed further. I also liked the use of letters in the end as a way of communication as this added depth to the writing.

Carrie’s writing is really enjoyable and easy to read. I love how she constantly introduces me to new words and phrases. I would have hoped to seen a bit more complexity in the development of the characters, the protagonist didn’t really express any kind of change which was disappointing, she seemed too polished in my opinion. I really wanted to love this book but this just wasn’t for me.

Lena Dunham: Not that kind of girl 

First and foremost, this book is full of boldness, honesty and girl-power. This is what I really enjoyed during reading. I was so intrigued I read this in under 24 hours, I just couldn’t put it down. I though this book was going to be a guidebook type of work but it turned out to be more of a memoir with valuable life lessons written in between the lines and chapters. To be honest I really couldn’t relate to anything she was writing about. Her life seemed to just be full of drug and alcohol fumed mess with multiple awkward sexual encounters and odd family anecdotes. Again, everything was pretty alluring even though in places contained a bit too much information and I couldn’t just find anything that would make me contemplate my life choices.

The writing of this book was very gripping and fun. I could sense the thought that was put into the words as well as the undeniable talent that Lena has when it comes to writing. I also liked how the book was divided into specific sections even though she didn’t write in a chronological order. This book was a fun read and I wish I would’ve gotten more out of it.

La Dolce Far Niente


After two wonderful summer jobs I’m finally on a holiday which I’ve been looking forward to quite a while. Going straight to work after my final exams maybe wasn’t the greatest of choices considering how high my stress levels were back then but I’m glad I started early because that only meant a much needed boost for my savings. I’m so thankful that I got to spend my summer in two such awesome jobs, I had a blast and I truly hope to find a job in the future that is as enjoyable as my experiences this summer.

The only thing that I rather dislike about holidays is that I don’t really know how to actually enjoy doing nothing. A voice in the back of my head keeps insisting that I really should be doing something more meaningful with my life than watching The Vampire Diaries on Netflix. My brain doesn’t seem to be able to register the fact that sometimes it’s okay to just have a break from everything and literally do nothing. It’s hard for me to stay positive when I do nothing because I feel like I’m wasting time and that makes me depressed. But at the same time I know that I need some kind of recess in order to gain both mental and physical strength. Well, the human mind can be ever so confusing and I’m intrigued to find even more about it through my endless disharmony with it.

Maybe I should take a trip to Italy to explore the concept of La Dolce Far Niente properly… Or take a real Eat Pray Love- journey to spice up my gap year.