the end of a year, be it calendrical or personal, not only reminds me of death. it has the same feel and taste. and, as death, it cannot be avoided.
the questions for me are: where am I? what have I done to deserve this? and, basically: who am I – and if yes, how [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘feel’
December 30, 2008
objects in the rearview mirror may appear closer than they are
October 11, 2008
I will see her again
What can I say? After all those days, after the hope and the despair and the loneliness, we will meet. We will bloody meet again. I am so excited I can’t close her text message for minutes, I keep staring at the screen of my phone, reading and reading her words. We will see each [...]
September 6, 2008
no bottom to worse
In two days from now, life will be again as it used to be. On the surface, nothing will have happened. But during those ten days I was alone with my cats and Esme, the abyss has dug itself way deeper into the earth. I can feel myself sinking. There are no handholds I can [...]