Dienstag, 28. August 2012

Coffee, Torta da Nusch and Pictures over Pictures

I'm sitting here, legs crossed, coffee beside me, music in my ears, camera lying next to me on the table. It is not just a mood. It is a feeling.
Today I went jogging in the woods, came back and sang. Sang about the days. Me floating through the days. The nights. The dark nights. The dawn. Giving us back the sunlight. But making the stars disappear. A circle, going on forever.
The nights. Changing my mind. Making me eat although I'm not hungry. Making me sleep although I'm not tired. Making me feared although I'm not scared. Making me cry although I'm not sad. Making me silent when words are needed. Making me hopeless when hope is required. Taking my dreams.
But never making me stop going on my way. Never stop my smile. Because it's not my face that's smiling. It's my heart.
Coming back in the dawn.
I was lying on the grass. Clouds passing in the sky. Covering the moon. It was getting darker. Releasing it again. Releasing a view onto millions and billions of stars. Moving in the universe. The endless universe. Can this all be real?
Since I'm here my feeling about distance changed. Distance and time. Aren't they just relative? Are they necessary? Or is it just about a number? A letter. A letter trying to seperate things that belong together?
Life isn't about letters. Life isn't about numbers. Distance in life isn't measured in meters. Also not in miles. Distance in life isn't described by a letter. But by a feeling.
You can sit next to somebody and feeling more distance than ever before. You can be completly alone and feeling closer than ever before. Feelings aren't explicable. At least most of the time they aren't. They are just here. Rolling over you like waves in the ocean. No announcement, no warning. They just come and take you with them. Feelings are real.
Thinking and thinking.
It's a feeling.
Definetly maybe.

I miss you
All of you

But now I'm here. And I love it. I love it so d*** f****** much! <3