it takes a lot of me to write here. although i have so many things to talk about and so manny matters to adress, it seems as though it makes no difference whether i decide to do it here or not; well, a little difference. i´ve become somehow more aware of the way i´m used to viewing things, this solitude in which i am most of the time to be found has somehow brought forth into the light many new sides of previous thoughts i had long considered as fixed in only one direction. today, for example, i find it ever so difficult to keep my mind away from political and religious issues -well, maybe "religious" is not at all the correct word, perhaps i should limit myself to saying "matters of belief"- and the ever changing dynamics of interpersonal contact. i suppose that´s what happens when one drifts away from all things known and is forced to survive -and moreover live- only with what oneself can provide. so many questions rise, so little hope for real answers, so little hope for ways in which answers could one day be found.
it is indeed an overwhelming experience, all of it.
coming in through my ears::the S-bahn passing by