Yesterday I was walking in town because I wanted to go drop off a roll of film to be developed. On my way there were some pigeons dozing in the sun and I stood there for a moment to watch them. All but one were filthy and gray, but I liked watching them anyway.
A man came up to me and asked me if he could tell me something, and that he didn’t mean to be rude. He told me I have a sweet face and sweet hands and I was so awkward wow. We talked a bit about the pigeons and he said I should always stay who I am. I gave him a hand and thanked him, then walked away.
Dankjewel! Ik heb het vrijwel mijn hele leven heel erg lang gehad. Ik wilde het afknippen omdat de afgelopen jaren nogal stressvol waren en mijn haren voelden zo zwaar. Net alsof er allemaal nestjes van droevige vogels inzaten. Het zit vast tussen mijn oren, maar sinds ik het af heb laten knippen twee weken geleden, voel ik me zoveel beter.
“Depression turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You don’t remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions (under the sink with your emotions). You become: bed, shower, socks, coffee, keys, obligations.”—A Series of Nouns (via aseriesofnouns)
I loved how the weather was rainy and cold yesterday because it felt a tiny bit like winter again. And even though there was no snow and there hasn’t been any for a long time, the release of my friend Oskar his new album, Sneeuwland came at the right time. Please, listen to the entire album here or on Spotify, it’s even more lovely than I thought it would be. I am sure you will love it, too.
Today I went to see the chickens and zebra finches at the play farm and I discovered how chickens look so feminine from up close and I loved how quiet the zebra finches were for a change. Diamond doves sound like ocarinas.