... to make one small modification on my .org profile. Highlight.
Time to count the amount of new bulging arteries on my knucles. At least I sort of, you know, listened to a lot of records. Stared at the sea a lot. Walked in the city streets during night time watching couples holding hands. Pathetic. Got also wet in the rain while waiting for the last bus ride home. There's nothing to be gained without some real world backlashing experiences, you know. I really should renovate at this place, everything is starting to fall apart. That's always how it's like living in a place like this. An old house. Makes strange noises in the night. You know, they say if you really love some person you must let them go and just hope they will find happiness with someone else. So I guess I just hope she has found someone by her side and she is happy with the choices she has made with her life so far. No I don't. That's some crude mobile phone animation. Yesterday an old lady walked up to me on the street yelling "Healer! Healer! You are a healer!". I told her she must have mixed me with someone else. But she just said "Have you thought about becoming a healer? You are a healer! Heal me!". I don't know. Maybe I should have studied medicine. This ice cream is good though. The whole litre of it. We become so vulnerable under the eyes of others, so...me. There's no escaping it. Though I've found out the strange thing about becoming older is that while you are honestly speaking terrified by the whole concept, you wouldn't want to be even one year younger, stupider, more naive than you are now. I guess I still look young for my age. In the right lighting.

is it your.....




birthday???

Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday!