IBIZA, JULY 4, 2018

No, I am not doing any normal job. No monotone life, thank you. No linear income. …such slavery. …such waste of life time, to spend more than half of your living awake hours on working.

I am living to do my own thing. I have got to make my own thing and use my creativity.

I’m not a hustler, somehow I just can’t, but for now have to do this dancing job again. Everything is possible and I can do what seems like magic. …so I don’t need to be a hustler.

I have to feel SO good. I have to rest in myself. Totally.

But ironically enough, I have to not smile so much. …not really-Really smile, just be cheeky and tease a bit, and not take no for an answer.

I have got to get the miney together for my wearable art parasol business.

But it is a crazy demanding (and even inhumane) job though. I better massage my feet and meditate on it.

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