Elias

Today I helped Nils move back from Nürnberg to Darmstadt and after dropping him off, driving the transporter back to parking place and listening to “Out of Time” by Blur, somehow a wave of nostalgia hit me.

I find it funny that you wrote that you are not clear on what our “relationship” consists of. To me, this is the only thing that is pretty clear. Right now it still consists of waiting for an answer.

I can hear Myron & E singing in my head how “my life has changed” – even though I'm sure it hasn't changed that much.

So... I've written a decent bit about this woman I can't get out of my head. Which, by the way, also relates to the title of a great six part documentary by Adam Curtis.

Fluids are fascinating. So here is a short collection of content that I found interesting in the last years.

Today I talked with a former fighter jet pilot from the Norwegian Air Force. He told me how back in the 70s he and his comrades had used basically all of the less populated areas of Germany as a training area for low flying.

There is this strange conflict residing within me which is that I enjoy being around people but I want to be able to be alone whenever I want.

And even if I am able to leave I sometimes find it hard to find the right moment.

I think the EU has great potential.

I believe that people from different countries can learn from each other.

Almost two weeks ago I had a bike accident. I was afraid to write about it because I didn't know what would come next in my exploration of pain.

Today I carried a 120 x 240 x 1 cm OSB board from a pile in the hardware store to the trailer on the car, grabbing it from the middle of both long edges and lifting it over my head. While doing that a splinter poked into the skin of my right palm.