… a cake of course. That is what anybody would say if you asked them how to find a new life in a new world.
Boolshit.
What are my options? To find a some stupid work just to get by, or a super smart one and ran off from it next week? Should I seek longer or agry the first offer? Should I try findiing something I might really like or should I dirft?
I don’t like any of the options.
I am out of source as it is commonly named.
This stupid war exhausted me, and I am even not near of it now. I only heard a couple of explosions 24th of Feb, early in the morning. And I fled the country.
I just need a bit of luck, to survive until this stupidity is over and I will be with my husband again.
Hopefully.
God. I am so lost. Please give me a hand.
Not all who wander are lost
J.R.R.Tolkien
I wish I weren’t that lost.
Gemella 