It feels like the worst of times, so it seems I may have to summon all of my optimism right now. Again, accepting something I cannot change should make me feel better. But even typing a few bleedin' lines feels like an impossible task right now. Focus, FOCUS, how hard can this be...!? Cannot break iron bars with my bare hands.
And I know, I should not be here, no time for this, so what was I thinking in the first place. Not sure, but I thought Einstein explained it already: doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result, is just stupid. So, let me break this pattern, filing some dreams away. Guess I've been too stubern, holding on to things from the past.
Reminds me of the time a good friend of mine and I went on a journey to find Torum, from Pogum in Niedersachsen (Germany). The Oal Damster city of prosperity that got lost in the flood during the storm of 1509. When we got to the place where a dam should be for us to go into Dollard Bay, we could not get there. Also the dam was mostly lost. Although we were disappointed for a while we still decided to move on. And we went to places like Ditzum, discovering great parts of our neighbouring country Germany in the proces.
The dream of finding, what was left of, Torum did not die that day, it just got filed away at some point, maybe left there for some future reference, like the photograph below. Maybe I should recall that lesson and remember myself that knowing when to exit is just as important as to know when to enter. So, I'll move on, in the here and now, back to life, back to reality.
All the best wishes to you.
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