Mittlerweile wohne ich eine ganze Weile schon in meiner Wohnung in Münster. Die ersten gut drei Wochen davon noch ohne Telefon- und Internetanschluss. Das lag nicht daran, dass ich mich nicht rechtzeitig darum gekümmert hätte, und war, vorsichtig ausgedrückt, extrem nervig und höchst kompliziert.
The other day, there was a big discussion going on under one Instagram post of Carrie Hope Fletcher. Someone commented that she looked tired in said photo which led to many others saying that she didn’t, that she looked beautiful and that the person who wrote that was nasty and mean and disrespectful. Carrie herself replied several times. What intrigued me the most about that discussion (I honestly don’t care if someone looks tired or not or is wearing make-up or not as long as they’re happy) was a comparison Carrie made between talking to a stranger on the street …