Haunting weather and the art of stubbornness
Overseeing my shortcomings have led me to see I should not slow down or race the day. It hasn’t got to do with either of those things. It has to do with what I truly want, also when it comes to the interaction with my daughter. Not what nearby strangers seem to say with their eyes or their mouths. I have to say sometimes talking to friends and relatives helps me to connect the dots that my brain nowadays like to create. Hoping that one day I see all the dots connected to a beautiful drawing. This journey is not what it out to have been. A free nomad feeling. A quest for future places and plans. Instead it has made me dreary. I’m not as restless or impatient like I used to. Or is less showing itself. Maybe that is just asleep due being so tired. Or maybe that’s not what is relevant at all at the moment. The weather has haunted me many kilometers from the Netherlands till here. The warmth drains the energy out of my veins. Even now, when sitting with a view of the mountains, in the shado...