Today i sat in the buss near to a colleague of mine and we had a nice chatt on our way back to the office. It was actually the first time i had the occasion to talk with him for real. I love to talk to people that lived a little and can give some advices, without getting too much in your own life or wanting to change it.
It is funny because i had nearly the same discussion in june in Malmö with a totally unknown man and the conclusions
were the same. The difference with today is that i went through a lot of shits since then because i was just being too curious. I so really wanted to know if it could work out, if there was something in believing in someone and trusting. Bu apparently not. I am here now with some regrets and above all i miss him, but i really know which infernal spiral it will be if i break up my resistance.
Baby let’s stop and sleep for a spell
We can turn this ditch into a well
And send that old devil back to hell
Your back’s not straight like before
You really shouldn’t carry me no more
I’m much too heavy for you
I’m really quite a mess, yes
We just don’t care anymore
Wo ist das Meer? 