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Das Verschwinden des Josef
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by Olivier Guez

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Tuesday

29

November

2016

I Feel Stressed

It is getting colder and colder and colder. It was so cold today! But at least I was dressed more appropriately for the season, so I didnt freeze just yet!

I still have that nervouse, jittery feeling in me. So unpleasant. Wherever this suddenly came from. Maybe my blood pressure is too high. I must check later. There was so much work again… people are starting to order online like there is no tomorrow. I had a semi-nervousbreakdown but then just skipped so many houses, that it was OK again. That is the strategy: the more packages there are to deliver, and fewer people get mail. I cant do it all. I was way more relaxed when I finished, only needed 30 minutes longer, got home OK. This is what I will do now until Christmas is over. Unless there is lots of important mail that you just cant not deliver on the same day.

Had time at home to sit for a few minutes until Uni lecture. The longest 90 minutes of my life! And it was so cold in the lecture hall, yikes! Even colder outside when I boked home. So typical. I manage to not freeze at work, but then freeze later. Whats the sense of that?

Just had dinner, totally fatty and high kaloric breaded emmental. I had it in the oven for too long, but ate it anyway, because of much hunger!

Now I checked my translation again for tomorrow and am off now to watch YouTube until I will fall asleep. Soon, very soon. Tomorrow I have to go to work early to copy the translation and get it ready for the afternoon. This too shall pass. I feel stressed. God knows why.



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