So, the 28 y.o. crisis. In your after-party delusion you think it's only shared by few but have a hint that some people around might as well feel like there's a piece missing in the puzzle, right there, right now, right today, when you look around and see that from the socks to the watch to the air is a consequence of you.
You cry because you cannot rescue love. Does love need to be rescued?
And about love and self, the 'piece' that I liked the most from G. Orozco's exhibit was this kinda circle drawn on a white wall. The idea is that the artist stands against the wall and with a piece of carbon draws the limits of his own self. You cannot go beyond the space that your hands can draw, that's your petit universe. And you have to understand that inside it you are a galaxy of wonders, so don't go to bed feeling lonely again.
Yo te quiero así, después de las horas y sin pretender estar bien. Pero también cuando sonríes, porque el mundo se vuelve bueno. Or when you talk about your plans and deadlines and 'that's it, February is my ultimatum'. Do not need you to stay at 19° 24' N 99° 12' W, just stay close.
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Wanneer je jezelf in raadsels hult, verlies je het begrip van jezelf...
Dear dearest,
Even though this should be a time of peace and quiet. Of relaxation. Of getting back to ones roots, ones core as you wish. I can tell something is troubling your mind. Your not helping yourself by wondering of into loose thoughts and superficial art commentaries. I'm not saying that you should write it down for the world to see. I DO say, that you should sit in your Mexican bedroom, when every body else is sound a sleep, in complete darkness and wonder what your heart is telling you right now.
I'm pretty sure it's telling you to step down and back off.
(I'm not sure why I tell you this, but;) Please don't do anything drastic this season holiday. Just step down and back off for a while.
I'm also pretty sure that when you sit down in that dark silent bedroom, you will experience the loneliness... Know that you are never alone, just lonely! If you need a shoulder, you know where to find me (52° 12' N 05° 57' W), don't hesitate to call...
Dan'
My darling, my rock, my everything...
Did not kill myself during the holiday season eventhough I did some adventurous stuff in Mexico such as eating food on the street and taking taxis without a license plate.
I had gone all the way to 52° 12' N 05° 57' W with the heart completely broken (yet smiling). I know exactly where you live and that you bake nice bread and stir tea rather evenly. I know that I 'have' you without any means of possession since the very beginning and that makes me smile.
The crisis was however not mine as I quit on love after the last 'it's not you, it's me' speech last December.
And you know why you tell me to back off. I am Joel: 'Why do I fall in love with every man I see who shows me the least bit of attention?'. So what the holiday season brought was this ASSEZ! (enough!) scream.
Now only silence. And feels nice.
Nice is good.
And BTW - What does the Dutch intro mean? Can adventure:
Wander me myself in Rådhusplads. Hulk. I have a hat with a grip for myself.
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