A post only filled with warm moments that happened to me in the last two or three months. Some flashes of a past that will never happen that way again. For some things this may be good, others I could relive forever.
A visit from my brother (that smiling dude on the subway), Eiske’s apartment, a café (Little Amsterdam), the last snow at home, a view from the rooftops and the fish market.
Maybe if I could write words like Sherlock Holmes
solves any crime - it would be easier.
Maybe if I could believe that what I am doing is right.
Even the shadows and fruit and thoughts can’t fill my head entirely. There is always some blank spot left nothing can fill. It is there that all these anxieties are born and they live there all day long and when they are bored with themselves they come looking for me and usually they do find me.