in the end she was able to convince me to not to include my audio recording collection of german train conductors softly mumbling their announcements on my linked in profile

after 9 long and confusing years i am now proud to announce that i think i’ve finally gotten around to memorise my phone number

occasionally i drink crappy coffee as an act of rebellion against the lazy stereotypes of one of the subcultures I have managed to subscribe myself to

the reunion took place at midnight while the giant steel snake towered over deserted american train station

ever since the pandemic started these proper marxists and former suffists keep making appearances into my life

Slow down Pay attention Do good work Love your neighbour Love your place Stay in your place Settle for less, enjoy it more Wendell Berry

the night i slept in a hammock out in the wild and rugged north american forest i dreamt of hosting a tea tasting contest between the english monarchs queen elizabeth and queen victoria

i gave the waiter an extra big tip for not being so ridiculously obnoxious the whole time

and then my friend told me these trains actually run on diesel

the republican at the booth usually only gave away the little flags to small children, but since i was european he made an exception for me. at the end of the evening it started to show the first signs of unraveling.

“What we would like to do is change the world - make it a little simpler for people to feed, clothe, and shelter themselves as God intended for them to do.... We can, to a certain extent, change the world; we can work for the oasis, the little cell of joy and peace in a harried world. We can throw our pebble in the pond and be confident that its ever widening circle will reach around the world. We repeat, there is nothing that we can do but love, and, dear God, please enlarge our hearts to love each other, to love our neighbor, to love our enemy as well as our friend.” — Dorothy Day

i then realised i had forgotten about my fear of heights

the rapid and intense questioning i underwent at subway took me back to the time when the american border people kept yelling at me

Er was een trein Waar ik in zat Waarin ik rust vond Rust van de mensen Rust in mezelf Rust door het land waar we langs Er was een trein Waar ik in zat Eefje de Visser

“oh i know where that is. it’s where peter pan is from”