Being away from the town I grew up, is very different this time than when I was in the “old world”.

It seems like ages ago, often I felt nostalgic and (actually was) very lonely in Offenburg.

There came a time when suddenly I was alright, happy and set in. But then, just as fast as the feeling came, after classes ended and I started a little trip, even when meeting cool people and couchsurfers, and beautiful places, I felt so alone, so homeless, so… purposeless.

Wandering downtown Amsterdam, drinking Guinness in Dublin, eating tapas in Barcelona… Everything big old London has to offer and the amazing cities I went through, felt strangely empty.

Here it’s different. Same culture, only a few hours from GDL. Even though the city is a bit boring, I’ve had a good time around so far. I did happen to found cool people quickly enough.

Perhaps I haven’t got the time to set myself into melancholy…

(Though I do deeply miss my people).

A good friend has suffered a close loss in his family.

Gets me remembering how fragile we are. Gets me thinking what would I do if I was there. How easily I forget just a few things are granted in life.

There’s only one exit when the cold arms of Death embrace.

When I was younger, I used to joke about me being immortal.

Am I really? What’s there beyond for us to be? Is there really a “god”? Is death the final stop? Is there a heaven, and must we earn our way in?

DL, brother, my thoughts and well wishes are with you, your wife and your family.

Around 6 on the morning, I bid farewell the night and snooze myself off for a while.

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