so this is how 2009 feels when you’re not spending most of the day inside the smallest room of your apartment trying to keep at least some fluids inside your aging body. finally made it back to the office and, surprise: it was still there. now it’s about time to leave, but I’m reluctant to go. I rather sit watching the images from our city flickering over the e-frame on my desk. I feel my weight, heavier than ever, and still I have no idea of a way out of this.
what can you do when being infected with this kind of love desease? nothing. that’s how it feels. no matter what I tried, nothing blew your face out of my system, nothing killed the touch of your hand, nothing cut your kisses out my brain.
at least I am immune against something. those bloody germs some days ago really got me good.
2009, hum? what can I say? come here if you dare, and take what is left of me.
three more weeks, and I’ll be off for India. another series of lectures.
this time, far east.
this time, two weeks.
FATE, DON’T YOU DARE!
