Sunday

March 30th

And what I'll probably really be wishing for over the next 21 months is that I can sleep...(shit (excuse my french), shower and once in a while sit a bit in the sunshine).

And of course like always some (more) time. But I fear that those beautiful springtime moments will be rather rare.

Saturday

March 15th

And couldn't it mean that god is back (with me) after all.....because spring time is so early this year. Not sure.

Still I felt like an early B-Day all week, though my back is fucked again and I couldn't stand upright or sit down at all on friday.

In my dream I was underneath my basement window and saw your dimple in the morning.

I blew the boiler in the bathroom shortly after that and worked a bit on "My homme and my castle" last night.

So for all I look at and do not like to see, for all this time I wake up walking with people's spit and stiff... sh....(stuff) at my heels..... I do catch a glimpse of the moon now occasionally.

What is mostly because I have to get up so early it has not then gone down.