I have been an entrepreneur for half a year.
During this time, which foolishly started with four weeks of holiday, I have walked around in turquoise sweatpants, worried about how I will die, kept up a never-ending Messenger chat with nasty friends, lived on fruit and bread and wine, witnessed a rainy summer and a sunny autumn, repeated German phrases out loud, tried to fend off customers, felt anxious and weary, played volleyball, bought and sold old clothes, eaten kale, watched TV, felt superiour for no apparent reason, felt lonely, worked hard, worn a Nepalese hoodie.
Not necessarily in that order.
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