woensdag 19 oktober 2011


I fell on rocks and I broke my heart. Now I have stitches and it hurts, if I move, if I walk, whatever.

I hate my job. I kind of figured that out by now. I do, I hate it. It's stupid. I wish I could spit on it.

In two weeks, I will be leaving for Vienna. I feel happy and relieved, ready to dive into anything but work, anywhere but here.

Meanwhile, I am working on my next big masterplan. It's kind of a secret, up to now, but I am very excited about it. It involves moving and melting, living and learning. Leaving, too.

Who knows where I'll end up, eventually. For now, what matters most is what happens in between. Vienna, for example, and visiting friends, family gatherings, freetime fun. For once and for all, and for old time sake.

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