One day we'll be old.

♫ Asaf Avidan - One day / Reckoning Song (Wankelmut Remix)

Am heißesten Tag des Jahres: 

schwimmen im Kanal, 

Fahrrad fahren durch Wälder und Felder.

Auf riesige Strohräder klettern.

Wassermelone, Brombeeren, Mais und Äpfel.

Die Äpfel frisch vom Baum.

Hier wenige Bilder.

Äpfel in Empfang nehmen.

auf den besten Apfel zeigen.

Anesthesia.

♫ Morcheeba - Over and Over

Inspiration is what I am lacking.

I listen to the same old and absolutely fine music, 

however, it feels as if I sucked already all inspiration out of it.

Absence of feelings. Marble.

I need something new.

New.

NEW!

The masses of movies I watched just within a week 

moved me to think for a moment about some vital issues. 

Still, I wholeheartedly numbly miss a smooth easy-goingness in life. 

Levni Yilmaz expresses non-feelings in his Tales of Mere Existence 

similar to mine , especially in this episode.

I'm in no mood to talk about anything. 
I'm not sure  it's because I'm out of words or out of opinions. 
There is only one little problem. If you ever tried to 
shut yourself down like this, you may be familiar with 
the thought of how comforting it is, how peaceful it is 
and how semi-strong you feel because you 
know nothing can touch you. 
However, you may be also familiar with the 
total awareness that it really kind of sucks.

- Levni Yilmaz

Kind Regards.

Dear Great Britain, 

or would you like to be called UK (?),

It was nice meeting you your border control.

What a shame that we broke up before we even 

got to know each other.

You didn’t try your hardest to keep me, no, instead you 

treated me like an intruder.

Do you think I deserved that? Fact is, Liza has no Visa.

Ok, you got a point there, but did the police really have to 

escort me out of the neutral ground between France 

and the Eurotunnel leading to you?

Was it necessary to let me find a cheap hotel close to midnight?

Was it worth it to leave me in fright behind?

I guess for you it was a formality fun.

Sincerely yours,

Liza

FYI: I don’t like to be called “young lady”. 

Morley.

I don't make sense without you. 

- Morley

street artist Morley: https://www.facebook.com/IAmMorley

Whip.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. 

I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice 

myself for my love. I felt in myself a superabundance 

of energy which found no outlet in our quiet life.

- Leo Tolstoy "Family Happiness"

I find myself the first time of my life in Cologne, sitting in Starbucks, 

drinking some weird delicious liquid with whip cream on it. Whip Cream rules. 

Anyone here who knows Family Guys' scene of the debate between 
Stewie and Brian how Cool Whip is correctly pronounced? Well. 

What very complicated incidences led to my being here is 

already put down in writing and will be posted soon.

I like those chairs here.