Vasara sucks in her breath. She swivels in her office chair and closes her eyes. Her trip to Riga belongs to another era, relegated to a dusty corner of her brain, the door shut firmly after it
What, this is where the day ends? Stupid planner. Where are the hours of the actual day? Illustrations: Michal Goren Victories: Cut down on coffee (nine down from ten) Up to 5% positivity (75 to go) Filled out planner Gratitudes: Coffee (hazelnut, and chocolate) Work-from-home job Anticipation: Early night Affirmation: I