The Olympic euphoria and the string of medals is over. Well, yes, I can't help but dedicate these few words to our heroes, even though they have just landed well and are already on their way to new successes.
Peter Prevc he just took over the yellow shirt or "took it back". And also happy news about ours Tina no one would expect it if they didn't know that this moment is simply the best. Let me give you a hint that our twice-golden Black woman is the chosen one who will compete for the most prestigious sports award in the world, the Laureus Award. That she stood alongside the greatest athletes, such as the tennis player Serena Williams, I won't even mention it, because it's already self-evident.
Our hockey players are another winter fairy tale that will warm our hearts and push another joy, pride and joy into our memory drawer, which we will never forget, or at least until our gray cells are dusty. These hard-earned medals will certainly not end up "collecting dust" like the things that accumulate on the shelves of my home. But spring is already knocking on the windows and it's time to arrange my "den" again, and refresh the walls either with colors, with a bookshelf or with more photos.
#179 City Magazine Slovenia by City Magazine
Just the thought cleaning up drives me to despair. I am a person who cannot part with objects, even if they are absolutely useless. My weakness it is certainly too much attachment, because I attach importance to every crane made of paper and, last but not least, I come up with a story, or rather it is always quite true, which I will tell to anyone interested. I am far from a materialist, rather a kind of, as you would call it, "hamster" who collects in a pile. Can you imagine what it would be like if you had to move all of this somewhere, part with things if necessary, throw them away, give them away. I can't even think about it, because then it's time to weigh, or a mental tribunal, which decides what is expedient to save and what is not. That's when I usually always get a headache. The solution that follows is to buy storage boxes and the matter is resolved.
When everything is put away, at least I'm looking forward to the fact that I don't need to dust. In my old age, when I will no longer see or read, when I will no longer remember anyone, when I will no longer have my long-lost stories, these things will take on a new dimension, perhaps for someone who will appreciate them and create their own fantasy a world with which, if possible, he will supply curious little explorers with even more original words. You can read how to combine the old with the new or vice versa to make our home shine in this issue City Magazine._
