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.