...in heidelberg
10/23/2011
10/22/2011
10/21/2011
9/28/2011
9/21/2011
i wish i could
sometimes it feels like life is passing me by because i am too afraid to live. too afraid to take chances. too afraid to try anything new. too afraid of the people out there. too afraid of losing it. too afraid of failing. too afraid of succeeding as well. so afraid of being alone. so afraid of being with someone. so afraid of despair and so afraid of happiness too. i often wish i was someone else, someone stronger, more confident. but i haven't been able to become this other me in the past almost 30 years. so i guess it's probably time to bury that thought.
9/13/2011
9/08/2011
8/31/2011
8/28/2011
@night
my dad and i went to the "lange nacht der museen" last night. my legs still hurt from all those steps at the berliner dom...but the view was worth it and walking around the cupola was very refreshing. other places that i really enjoyed were the knoblauchhaus, the ephraim-palais, where they had a very well curated exhibition (kleist: krise und experiment) about heinrich von kleist, including a room full of famous writers and philosophers who have committed suicide. i also enjoyed the exhibitions at café sibylle and the former karl-marx-buchhandlung. other than that we visited the ddr museum (which was too crowded and too silly for my taste, but had some fun moments) and the rotes rathaus, berlin's city hall. next time we will definitely leave berlin-mitte. but for last night it was more than enough and we went to places, i haven't been to before (excluding the berliner dom).
8/14/2011
8/05/2011
8/03/2011
this living, this living, this living
Coda
There's little in taking or giving,
There's little in water or wine;
This living, this living, this living
Was never a project of mine.
Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is
The gain of the one at the top,
For art is a form of catharsis,
And love is a permanent flop,
And work is the province of cattle,
And rest's for a clam in a shell,
So I'm thinking of throwing the battle-
Would you kindly direct me to hell?
Dorothy Parker
7/30/2011
It was the best of times...
"...it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."
Charles Dickens, A Tale of two Cities
7/29/2011
(almost) perfect new roommate
pro: doesn't eat, doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, doesn't talk, doesn't make a mess. doesn't really do anything at all, except for being there.
contra: doesn't pay any rent, doesn't do the dishes.
unwanted guest
last week i found this grasshopper or whatever it is in my living room...when i came home from work it was gone. at least i hope so. but maybe i'll find a body in a few days somewhere in my place, who knows.
7/20/2011
life is no picnic
but wouldn't it be nice if it was an endless picnic?
(except for when you need to pee...)
7/18/2011
7/17/2011
...that was...
"...what I fell in love with: the sense of calm that enveloped her, the radiant silence burning within."
paul auster, oracle night
7/10/2011
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