Shuddering, I drew my hands into the sleeves of my jacket. Here I was again, sitting at the river bank, watching the almost black water running over the stones, gurgling and bubbling. During all the time I lived here, this became my favorite place to sulk—letting my „inner child“ (that I have never grown out…
Schlagwort: diary
The „vicious“ genders of diaries
As a maybe-future historian, I regularly find myself in the predicament of having a promising thought but lacking historical sources. And without sources: no thesis, no term paper, no essay… it was frustrating. It got more frustrating if I thought about the following: Depending on your research question everything can be a source. Historical science…