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I'm getting sick and tired of myself and my Maria thought-loops. There is no G_d, there's no Maria, there's no love. There's "unbearable lightness of being" and there's emptiness.
I'll go & have a beer tonight in the watering hole called Het laatste kans (Posljednja sansa) to congratulate them on their sense of humor. They are having a special Valentine's evening, two days after the Valentine's. That really is the last chance for desperados like me, haha. (I don't expect anything but a cold beer there, but it's been some time I've visited the place.)
I've almost exhausted my memories of Maria. Our shadows have met, we have not. It's time to abandon the Maria's Rotterdam and gravitating towards it with a hope of a chance meeting. It's not happening. Time to discover my own Rotterdam.
Looking forward to going back to work, it'll help me get a kick start in general. The more time one has available, the more time it takes to get anything done...
The scary thing is that I don't these days find much inspiration in anything other than you-know-who. To abandon her is to face the Void, the vacuum. Perhaps that's the shock-therapy I need?
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