Bluetooth With A Jump Drive

Everything is POST. POST is everything.
Suitable for that I was now even at the post where I say turn to 20 minutes because of 2 (!) Had customers waiting in front of me, and than buy at 75cent a postage stamp.
But that's not the POST, I mean. I mean the post-graduation mood, post-admission test mood, post-school atmosphere, the post-stress atmosphere that drives me at the moment. Where does not matter .. Float and drift.
The period after the written graduation is probably the best part of this ordeal, everything seems more appropriate, and in general pretty much full.
full-time, full of creativity, full of possibilities.
same time full of little noise.
can be seen first, how loud it is in a class where no one can agree when it is not seen every day. And you
realizes how disgusting Sun stinks a class actually when you only smell his own, freshly washed almond AloeVera things and his own apple fragrance and its own almond shower gel.
We also see first how much time you spent with all the people, when you stick together no longer 43 hours per week with them.
And you will see if you missed it ..

But POST is indeed the same again PRE.
pre-graduation trip, pre-(hopefully) FH, pre-stress of new and pre-new good life.
The Matura. A dramatic experience, yes. And not just because of the finality with which the last 5 years have now been completed, but also because everything that happened, everything that is not happened and all that thought, felt, spoken, managed, stressed, bored, ... has been completed and packed in the HLP-box, along with my books and documents and angekritzelten labels and my old notebook.
As with the past. What actually therapists ..

Turn the page.
A new chapter is ready to be written.
How poetic. Let's see how

the chapters fit together in the end, even without the - until now - constant factors, which i will now exclude. No drop of ink will ever mention .. I