Day 1649, a 1000 choices.

Breaking point

or not

~

that is the question

 

The last few weeks my girlfriend and I have been moving our stuff to our new house. After 6 year living in a beautiful old house on the Norwegian coast we decided to move closer to a city. Before we lived here in Rørvik we lived in an ever smaller place called Gratangen, a couple of hundred kilometers above the polar circle. I lived in Gratangen since 2006 and my girlfriend since 2004. She’s from big city America and I’m from one big city the Netherlands, so you can imagine the changes we went trough moving to the north of Norway. And it has been interesting and a good experience. When we drove away this morning from the farm where we rented our new apartment, and 20 minutes later we drove through Tronheim, we both new this would be an interesting change.

I am like that rolling stone from the song, blessed with a bad memory, I swim around amazed in my bowl. I know I will re member what it is like living in the city. I lived in several big cities in the Netherlands, I might have forgotten the names of my friends and even girlfriends but I still feel hints of all the impression I had back then. And those are enough for me, but I have to admit that it can be nice again to go to a cafe, restaurant or sports club without driving several hours like we have to do now, and we hardly ever do. 

It’s gonna be exiting, for 12 years we lived together, cooked up in small houses far away from everything that we left. I wonder what the loss of that freedom will do to us, now we return to the city with a thousand choices.

Day 1646, uproar.

With all that swelling

internal noise

I get the impression

that something

is gonna change

soon

~

says the day dreamer

~

for the people

that dream at night

~

the noise is there

always

by day

Day 1645, green grass.

You know

how you can tell

that we

as humans

have no clue

what this world

is all about

~

we often follow

like sheep

3 or 4 shepherds

that know

how to walk upright

and command

~

it probably takes

an other 10000 years

before we all

can think

and graze

for ourselves

Day 1644, hindsight.

Some people

see a new future

ahead

~

with an obvious

dead end

in sight

~

as if your future

is no more

than your past

in hindsight

Day 1643, a lot.

It just comes

all

towards me

when I think of it

~

when I open

my eyes

and see it all

in front of me

~

I just need

to focus

on a cubic inch

of matter

at a time

~

and then

at the end

it lays all

clear

in parts

in front of me

Day 1641, wondering.

We can leave

our conscience

~

when we are naked

and all alone

~

wondering

in our minds

inner prairie

~

in search

for a place

to shelter

and

re

mi

nisce

our path

Day 1638, clown.

They say some clowns

clown

because they touch

sadness

with one hand

~

while you

only feel it

~

but some clowns

clown

without knowing

that there is

sadness

Day 1636, painful.

I don’t know why

I have to carry

this extra weight

~

my belt is useless now

except

for smacking you

in the face

mirror man

Day 1635, bite.

I have a collection

of tiny teeth

that all have

at one day

chewed on me

~

I picked them up

when I look down

~

I see no marks

but I think

they are on my back

because there it is

where it hurts

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