BackGround of lives
I go to places, I see people, I live, I walk, I run and I breathe the same air as all those things, those people, those places… This is an impersonal journey through the background of lives.
What can be seen, whom can be met, what can be done. The confusion and the excitement of a moment fossilize themselves in a dream, a long a wavy dream. At times, it is cluttered up with people to meet, places to go and things to see. At other times, it is brilliant, and fast and risky. It feels like it’s not the same anymore, I have lost a feeling, I have forgotten somebody, somewhere. But I am not worried, I? discover new feelings when I am detached. It’s easy this way, I don’t need to attract people, they come to me. I don’t think about places to go, I am already there.
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