She stood next to me. Her beauty was felt throughout my entire body, like blood that began to flow faster and faster every time I looked at her. I wished I would merge with her, wished that by closing my eyes I could escape from my shell and feel what she felt. All I felt... Lees verder →
Ettelbruck station, the train stops and I get out and call my parents to tell them where I am, their place, back when everything was still fine. I shouldn't have called, they told me not to run away, but to talk. But I don't want to discuss with them, I already know what's going on,... Lees verder →
On my way with who else, Jack Kerouac and Jean-Paul Sartre, I'm reading, dreaming and longing for freedom on the train. Away. The night before, I went out with Mr. K and Rusty. Mr. K is an eternal doubter and optimist rolled into one. He goes for what he wants like a Ferrari, but when... Lees verder →
I was in one of those periods of absolute uselessness, I no longer knew what I wanted, why I wanted something and how I wanted it. I was looking at the most mindless movies, I was on pills for a cold that wouldn't go away and at night I amused my neighbors by ping-ponging against... Lees verder →
Morning, way too early. Noise - train, subway. Beware of poison gases. Pants down, medical examination today.I still have to go to it, that is an annual tradition here in the schools, I consoled myself with the idea that this might be the last time. This time we were dropped by bus in one of... Lees verder →
I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I were a mechanic, fond of cars and can make and fix them myself or a construction worker or engineer who put all that knowledge and free time into building and renovating things instead of tinkering on paper. Would my life be different then? At... Lees verder →
The kitten that followed me when I was looking for the lost moon had been sleeping with me for several weeks now. In the morning when I got up I let her out and in the evening she waited for me, at night we would go for a walk in the park. She lasted like... Lees verder →
Fastfood romantics 