lunes, 31 de diciembre de 2012

Free


“I’m free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can’t really understand what it means. All I know is I’m totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who’s lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free? I don’t know, and I give up thinking about it.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

domingo, 30 de diciembre de 2012

Efterklang "Modern Drift" (4AD - official video)



 I sometimes hate this -feeling kind of arty - but when I am there, those 10 secs of happyness after finding something that surprises, something that you would like to define you for the next 10 seconds of whishing to be young again.
And one day before finishing another year I have the feeling that "I understand', that I "get" everything and everywhere. That I am free. I can do whatever I want to do. I can. 

sábado, 29 de diciembre de 2012

That weird sensation when feeling free is close to feeling lost.

12.12.29

So I am staying at staying at Roxy's until the 1 st because my friends Mother and nephews are staying at mine's. And because I feel dizzy all the time, I kind of decided to become 100% pathetic and do what paths do, watch series on cuevana. And because I am 100% committed to this being pathetic project, I kind of found a guy who looks like a friend of my ex bf. And that is just waisting time. I also did some cleaning, when to the supermarket, bought salmon, yogurt that wasn't yogurt and kept watching series so that I can stick to the project. Btw. I am still dizzy.

lunes, 24 de diciembre de 2012

I just happen to love everything about Edinburgh. The fat girls, the skinny guys and the most romantic urbanism. In fact, I know I will live there so wait for me girls, I am catching up with Lindt.

Christmas is a good excuse for being corny and drinking good champagne.
XOXOXO

sábado, 22 de diciembre de 2012

On loneliness I

After 1 year and 3 months of being alone most of the days, every day, the thing I start to notice most is the loss of my communication ability in any of the three languages that started to decay.

Decay is a strong word. It implies a vector and that's to say one direction.
The saddest situation: a speechless mirror.

Decay is also implied to will. Wich is not only applied to a physical condition. Mental decay I fear the most and the question arrises: How will I ever come back? And there I have my answer: girl you don't go back in time. You just "restore".
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Self-picture taken at a Museum in Berlin.
If you guess the museum, you win a hug.