A personal recount of a life within Berlin, Venice and the EU

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Stuff I miss the most this morning

- A Summer Scandinavian Sky with its mild colours and insane light - The Blue of the Greek Sea,oh boy how. - A Walk in Central Park I ll do my best by biking to Badeschiff for a morning swim before work.

Monday, August 13, 2012

No Raskolnikov please, Marco

There are few people in my life, I reckon. And around holidays they become even less (available), so that loneliness becomes so usual I like it and end up looking for it.

New song by Tame Impala

Like it more the way it ends than the way it starts. Either way great single

Sunday, August 05, 2012

The walk of a refrigerator on a hand truck

Nowadays he was huge - from medications, he claimed, both postcancer and antidepressant - but a glance into his trash can nearly always revealed an empty gallon box of Dreyer´s Rocky Rod ice cream. His read hair had devolved into a stringy gray ponytail. An unsuccessful hip replacement had left him with the lurching, belly-hoisting walk of a refrigerator on a hand truck. Still, he was awake, dressed - even shaven. The blinds of his loft were up and a tinge of shower humidity hung in the air, pleasantly cut by the smell of brewing coffee. From "A Visit To the Goon Squad", E. Egan, p.132

Friday, August 03, 2012

Thursday, August 02, 2012

Rehearsal

I missed one of those few people on this planet who would have stood by my side no matter what and all over again...and it hurts so badly and so deep inside.