10am, slow start. Still about to align ambitions with possibilities today. Soul somewhat embedded into pale skies. Too much thoughts too much input too little caffeine so far. Common patterns, even on days off.
10am and on. Days off. Coffee elsewhere. And a first drink before noon. Watching, listening. Entertained by drawing mostly wrong conclusions and building them into consistent worlds. (Pondering politics all along with this. For whatever it's worth.)
Immer wieder Regen über der Stadt. Auch: Alte Kunst in alten Räumen. Und dazwischen die Bilder und Weltsichten unsteter Zeiten. Grenzerfahrungen irgendwo inmitten von Nachdenklichkeit, Beklemmung und Inspiration. Insbesondere in diesen Tagen.
Moving on, in between districts. Cold wind, heavy black clothes and yet everything breathes sun.