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Forgotten
I forgot yesterdays post. So sorry!
My mum, her mum and me
My new house
After a week of no internet. I barely missed it. Taking my time with placing my furniture. I only need a couch. Gonna look at a friend who has one, i hope it sits well. I’m also gonna see if i need all i packed. I don’t think so.
I’m so happy!
The keys
It is still a mystery to me how this house came to me only two weeks ago. In my world, it is a wonder. No other words for it.
Tomorrow, or rather today Monday August 18 2025 for you my dear reader, i will get the keys. This Friday i will move all my stuff from home and from the place i stored all my furniture, books, records and drawings. After five and a half years of moving about with no fixed address, getting my post at the Paulus church – thank you so much!
It is almost too much for me to believe. But hey, it is true!
See you next week 🙂
I have a home!
Diary entries
1 July 2025
I’m sitting on a bench in front of a sustainable furniture shop next to Spirit and Gimsel. People are walking, biking, driving by. Today it is warm, the warmest day of the year sofar.
It all looks calm.
I just had lunch at Spirit. While I am writing this someone sat besides me and asked me for money. I said no.
2 July 2025
A warm day once again. Until five o’clock. Then the rain started, with a little bit of thunder and lightning. I put the window to the garden open. Outside it is cooler now.
I just had a talk with my friend and house lord. He is not sure I can stay here until 31 December. It is making me anxious. And it is all my own fault of course. Selling my house just like that. It is difficult. Damn.
4 July 2025
I have this knot inside me. I am thinking about what i will do next, and i do not know. I read. I watch the new season of the Sandman, i play wow, the prepatch for Mists of Pandaria. But it is all just a distraction.
But i keep going on. I don’t let it defeat me. Not yet.
I still haven’t given up. It is tempting though.
6 July 2025
I am still not sure which way is the best to go. I need to go through this anxious feeling i have. Joyfulness is so much nicer!
Me again
Parts of my life
I am born in 1964, 26 February at five minutes past twelve after midnight. Now 61 years ago. And a couple of months.
My first memory came back to me in a dream when i was around twenty years old. IN the dream a photo was made of me. I lost the photo, but it does exist still.
I have many more memories. I will not go over them once more, but you are of course free to read them yourself now.
The past three years i have been working. Simple work. I don’t always like it, but its good for me right now. It is useful. I help people with cleaning up their homes. Not my ultimate wish, but i do enjoy it mostly.
But i do feel sad, scared, some of the time. I know it was my own choosing to sell my house. I can only blame myself. I sometimes wish i hadn’t sold it. On the other hand, i am happy with the past five years and all i experienced in that time.
I simply gotta keep on going.
Salute!
I can not believe
I almost stopped working here.
I can not believe it.
I almost stopped.
So i’m back here. Yes! I’m angry. Furious! Livid!
Ooh damn it.
Well, i have many more things to say, but right now, this is enough.
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Mon 9 June 10:30
Of course, underneath it all, i’m terribly sad. The only solution i see is to keep on working. I find it difficult to do that. But i am still, be it slowly. I hope in a few weeks i will publish my new video clip. No matter the anger and sadness i feel right now. Just keep on working.