The Now

In my teens years i read a lot of science fiction. Frank Herbert’s Dune, books written by Robert Heinlein, Jack Vance, Ursula Le Guin. Tolkien of course. Scifi and fantasy books.

Time travel was a popular topic. It is an easy way to play with time and the world and the rules of the universe. You can move back and forth. You can clean up a room, make it all neat once again. You can go back to school and imagine you are young once more.

But you are not. You never do go back. Not in reality.

We all, we all who live on this world, this earth, this planet, this universe, we all move forward with each other. And each now fades away, each now is impossible to catch, each now is nothing in your hands.

This morning we talked about this for a short time on the market. I talked about those moments we all remember, those moments something significant changed. Those moments the airplanes flew into the World Trade Centers. Those moments the Berlin Wall fell down. Those moments Princes Diana died. Those moments seared into your mind. Those moments most of us were all focused on these events taking place, all living in the same time, occupied with the same thing happening. Those moment the now ticks away the seconds and moves on and on and on.

Tick tick tick …

Most of the time each person lives in his or her own world. But there are times when something significant happens in the world. When all people talk about the same thing. Currently COVID-19 is that thing. Not for me personally i have to say. I am not scared, not worried.

I do think about these moments when most people are looking a certain way, talking about a certain thing. I wonder if i would like to be in the center of such an attention span. Hmm, i think i say that wrong. Not would like to be, but if i could handle it, keep inside me, not forget about what i want in life. Which to me is so important.

On the market i actually sang along. …Baby one more time from Britney Spears. Happy to do so.

Yay!

Published on November 16, 2020 at 6:00 by

Moving once again

Today i moved again to another place to stay for a month. I am getting used to it. Each time it is a dive into another house, finding a small place for myself.

But i do know there will be an end to this moving. I felt really tired today after i had put my things in my room. I don’t know how my life will go on, but i am sure it will not go down. This all serves a purpose to me. This al makes me learn, makes me stronger.

That is what i keep telling myself anyways.

This evening, still tired. I might watching some television, or something else. And go to bed early.

Good night!

Published on November 12, 2020 at 6:00 by

A talk

I slept in this morning. Nice. Around one i went outside. I wanted to go for a walk. Along the river was my guess. But on the Hoogstraat (High Street) i came across a friend. We spend the rest of the afternoon sitting there and talking about all sorts of things. Very nice. On my way back home i got myself a roti. I got back home around five.

Tomorrow i will be moving once again. Getting used to it by now. I do hope the next place will be one for a couple of months. A bit of peace and quiet.

I am also thinking of making this website and its content a bit more open to new visitors. Something to work on for the next few weeks. Nothing too dramatic. All will be revealed soon!

Salute 🙂

Published on November 11, 2020 at 6:00 by

Walking and thinking

Today, Tuesday 3 November, i made a walk through town. I walked past the garden Tuin op Hofbogen. I talked with Bob and Wendy about the plans of the municipality and other companies for the surrounding area of the garden and the old train tracks. I walked further with Wendy. We talked about loneliness, friendship. A good talk! I walked on. Through de Vredestuin where i saw people working. A short chat and a smile and laughter. On wards, past the woman with the nice dogs. To the butcher on the Meent, where i bought a sandwich with ham. On wards to the Laurens church, where i sat down and ate the sandwich. Through town to the Oude Binnenweg where i bought a Surinam sandwich. I watched the television there for a short time. Politics. To the Westersingel where i ate the sandwich. On to the van Oldenbarneveltstraat, back to the Hofplein and past the Grafisch Lyceum. A quick selfie.

Back home.

I was thinking many different things. The talk with Wendy first was a good one. We talked about loneliness. I saif everybody is alone. It is just some people forget. We also talked about the help people ask for. Some justified, some not, in our opinion.

My housing situation. I move out of my current place this Thursday, November 5. I still haven’t found a place to stay. People are canceling or saying no. I try not to worry. Successfully! I still have money, so i could go to a more expensive place for the next week and look further.

And my work. This website, ellenpronk.com. Which i am not giving up. I am not sure where this determination comes from. But it is there. Growling.

Enough for now. Salute!

Published on November 4, 2020 at 6:00 by