Unusual Lately, I have been thinking about writing again. The stories are in my head. I do write, just no longer write them down and share them. I decided to travel again which I did still do. It is time to catch up (with people as well) and to repair what is broken. It is said we should learn something new daily, which I did during the past months and still do. To be honest I never thought I could or would do all these things, it is unusual but for sure I am not the only…
Release Are you ill: a friend I never met in real life asked. Am I? It depends on the definition. Let's be honest generally speaking we humans do not care about our fellows being in pain or sick especially not if it is "a never-ending story". I spent an awful time in bed. It took me nearly two hours to turn around or stand up (on my own feet). I can tell you that is annoying! An active mind finds it hard to deal with a body that refuses to cooperate. Looking back I feel…
Stress **It is like it is, no matter what they say.** They say, whomever that may be, a lot, too much, and at the same time nothing. If you are not what they want you to be, fit in, or fulfill dreams you aren't normal. Even nature is forced to behave in a way humankind wants. I wonder why. We call plants useless, weeds, and unwanted, and the same for animals An animal spoils nature, is dangerous, shouldn't be where we live, and not be kept for work or as a pet. A pet is just…
Flea market **Lately, I hurt myself a lot.** I am aware of it too late after the harm is done. I wonder if it has to do with my past or if I am simply getting, old. Years ago a dentist said: "Teeth are not harmed by pregnancy, you harm yourself. You press your teeth hard on each other at night (instead of grinding teeth)." He might be right. I notice today I do and not only at night. I hurt myself and each time I do I think of my dentist from long ago which I liked a lot. My…
Therapist *You look straight into my head, I can't keep a secret from you. How do you do that? Are you a therapist?* Sam stared at me and so did Tom. *Welcome back*, I said, *welcome to the 6th floor*. I bent a bit forward since leaning back is not the right thing to do if you are listening or pretending you are. *No notebook, no need to write down what I say,* Sam continued. Was he questioning me? *No doodling*, I said in my head, to myself, *I'm not the therapist I had for…
Government-approved I am approved, government-approved so no worries, I said while I patted Brigit on her back. Jane didn't like what I did. She was afraid of germs, viruses, bacteria, basically everything alive, no matter its size. It's a miracle she managed to grow up and was still able to start a fight with everyone particularly Brigit because of the crumbs, more specifically cookie crumbs. If you share with the rest there won't be that much mess! Jane's eyes narrowed as…
Broken cable If it's all in my head, how do you know it is as it is? He sounded upset. What makes you think I do, I replied. My dear, it is indeed all in your mind, your thoughts, your creation, your fantasy. No matter what you believe I can't see right through you, I can't crawl into your head like a spider in its web. With me it's more like one plus one is two. I tried to be understanding and kind to the man in front of me. He deserved it after all that had happened to…
In my line of sight "Are you alright Jane?" The fact she was quiet for a change was worrying. Jane did not respond. She gazed at the broken lamp. Slowly she raised and shuffled to the door, she hesitated. "It's fine, you can go to your room, take a shower and rest ..." "... or three or four, if you like ten Dusty Jane", Sam mumbled. I wondered if Jane understood what he meant. She smiled at him and said, "Sam you are the best." The door closed quietly behind her. "How about…
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