I am Kurt Todlich. No, I am not actually German. I might throw out a few German or Russian phrases every now and again, but I can speak those two languages at a preschool level at best.
My writings are inspired by dreams or the random things in my plain of sight. There is a bottle of honey, a pocket knife and a tube of Chapstick on my desk. Any of those could become something strange.
I am currently wasting time here to hold off doing an essay. As such, I am not sleeping today.