Yesterday (my grandmother’s birthday) was simply exhausting…the constant repetition made me go through lots of emotional stages. I felt disgusted each time she touched me (as if her worms would move into my brain, too).We went to a park with …
Family chronicle
Good evening Angelz Today started slowly but somehow gained speed pretty quick.Five minutes for the pedicure (the fresh feet feeling is definitely worth the time).Five minutes to buy pasta for lunch.And two hours talking with my grandmother (the one who …
To the dead and me
Last night my mood dropped below hell and I fell asleep, tired from the walk with my mother, tired from the longing for true love. As I did not know quite what to do this afternoon: couldn’t sleep cause of …
”Damn, I get the feeling I’m becoming a god…” (Vespasian on his deathbed)
Saturday, 14th May 2011 I never told them that if I did not have such a good self-control they’d be long dead already.The guys handling me don’t know anything.I warn them, I am dangerous.They just laugh.Maybe I should be more …
I stood there and cried…between a thousand Father’s Day cards…the song ”Why do birds…suddenly appear” (Carpenters, I think)…”because, just like me, they want to be close to you”…I didn’t buy a card.Maybe I do so today when I go to …
Myth: really the dream of humankind – or a pretended perfect story?
Much quicker than last term, I can leave my topic behind and carry on with something more philosophical (no doubt there is philosophy in architecture…still…).So, I started to think about what makes a myth? Could anyone create it? And if …
Miss Marple and ice cream
Tonight is just a fantastic evening for pasta with cheese topping of course, Apple raspberry juice and Miss Marple…just lovely all together.Yesterday I went to medical centre again…to finally get antibiotics…they make me get my periods…………I started writing diary again.And …
Low & high frequented appreciation
Why being a writer can be so hard at times?When it comes to straight words, like in essays.Maybe just as hard as finding a quiet place in library today. It’s sunny; people should be outside and not spreading their awful …
Rape in the morning – moon, let it rain blood
My brother found his way with loving his girlfriend and I found my way (?) in philosophizing about rape this morning. I thought of what my twin soul said once: Some women just want to be raped.The world where I …
If only love was a keyhole…
Dear F I noticed that, lately, I dream more of your physicality than of your name. It was different this morning… between nine and ten am. Although everything was different in this dream… It must have been a house near …