In essence: time, with all its consequences, moving ahead into the wall behind the clock
Isn’t that such a wonderful view from the Peruvian town Arequipa? I wonder what the inscriptions say…although the volcanic stone called sillar speaks more for itself and a long history than any written word…how the sun must warm most of …
Hmmm I only noticed yesterday evening what big step I actually made by moving to another place…a house with ”real” people …not students (although with a fairly bad solution for my internet – compared to what I have seen at …
All ill. All blocked. nose, and mouth and lungs. Gosh what a just wrong time for flu? After Thursday…my most unlucky day of the past years…I finally submitted my dissertation yesterday…still unsatisfied about the print result… Something has drawn 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 …
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 …
Where is the hole?Ah, this black thing right in front, opening up just for you.I’ve been dreaming of your name again last night, woke up with these pictures again and I begin to understand the rules…your self-set rules. As you …
As the rain was just too heavy and lasting all yesterday, I couldnt travel but the more beautiful it was today…sunny and over 10 degrees (cold and minus ten degrees in Germany yay).The castle and cathedral of Rochester were quite …
If it was perfect would you struggle for the same ever again?A bit after one in the morning.I thought I might write the Valentine’s cards now…actually I bought them more for myself than sending them to anyone…Some people I talk …
Good Evening AngelzThe past days really gave me toothache…well, my birthday was just like any other day with headaches and frustrations. The flowers my mum sent to me I could pick up only a day later…so no true surprise…the real …