I miss writing

Do you know this feeling when you are in between two worlds? When you forgot the language of your parents and not master the one you live of? Or better still, when the life you lead is nothing what you expected (if you ever had any expectations of life)...
You are on somebody else's ground, harvesting. You are not alone and yet still loonely with your thoughts...

And the silence. I think the silence is the worst.

I can't write. My head wants to explode. I need to find myself. And fast!

restless

I can't keep one blog going. What it is that you always have to have new beginnings? I am tired of feeling impatient and restless. I want to calm down. Why do we need to feel this constant sense of adventure? It's like it never stops and leaves you alone.

going to Poland

I am going to Poland in a couple of days... Do you have that feeling sometimes... like you were travelling in time rather than in space?

welcome

I still can't sleep. Night after night my eyes are closed and my soul disappears and yet I wake in the morning more tired, more fitigued, somehow sadder even though I'm happy. I guess I feel lonely and confussed.

It's scary that there is so many people around me...