KW 04/23

 Still alive.

KW 03/23

Why is it that…? A panic attack always strikes where you are least likely to be with a helping hand. On average around 3 o’clock in the morning, preferably on weekends or public holidays, when everybody at sight has left the building in exchange for a more spectacular venue…but ME.
I consider this as particularly unfair, as I feel the panic attack chose this time slot deliberately. Its almost as if I know… no, I am actually certain: It handpicked this particular time (months ahead) to make the most of it and get the best possible deal. 
I can picture it right in front of me…sitting there / just split seconds after its departure, (while I'm still breathing into a brown paper bag) already browsing the web for its next trip, checking out it's favorite platform: bodies.com
It scrolls and crawls for hours..just to finally rebook its next vacation with (Surprise!) ME. 
I mean, who can blame it? I'd probably do the same. Who would decline an offer like this? Just consider the ad: (bold letters flashing) No strings attached! Renowned HOST (in his own field) offers exclusive holiday with access to all areas. No risk - just FUN!!! Tons of it! And to top it all off: it's for FREE! To good to be true? Well..that's why it's called a perfect holiday.

KW 02/23

"I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you, In case I'm not here tomorrow.  I'm hoping that I can borrow a peace of mind...I'm behind on what's really important, my mind is really distorted..." (Kendrick Lamar) 

 "How is it going?" you ask and I hesitate... In no time my brain dissects the question like an investigator a dead corpse at a crime scene trying to give an appropriate answer. 

Truth is, I don't know HOW I feel, WHEN, WHO or WHERE? I am or any of THIS is going and I am running out of time to answer this profound question sincere.

SNAP back to reality:

 "OK, I guess. (...)

I feel like a deep-sea fish, one of those with a torch in front of its head, swimming through pitch black dark surrounded by countless ship wrecks at the bottom of the Bermuda Triangle. But still swimming...

...and we laugh.

KW 01/23

 

Ein ganz normaler Tag. Welcher? Sam..sonn-tag.

Wenn man wollte, könnte man sich weitere Infos zur Außenwelt und Lage der Nation  einholen: Zu Wetter, Nahverkehr, Energiewende, TV-Programm, Krieg in Osteuropa, Corona... - aber all das kostet ZEIT und die ist begrenzt:

To do Listen zerfallen zu Staub, Zeitfenster liegen in Scherben und das BIOS eines Elementarteilchens steht kurz vor dem Urknall.

"Wohin mit all_ähm?"