why would i stay in bed on a wild-weathered saturday morning when i could go to bootcamp, get soaked and covered in sand, then be tossed about in the ocean? the wildness of the weather today awakened the wildness in me
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01.01.2020
Welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been. – Rainer Maria Rilke
from there and here [early]
1 // there: we head to brugge for the weekend with a couple of friends. the first morning i wake early and sit, gazing out over the rooftops for a while. i am rewarded with a beautiful skyline and a hot air balloon sailing gently by. september 2011 2 // here: i am up early […]
what is it
i am dirt-covered knees and prayer-less divinity; the lover’s embrace, the betrayer’s last kiss. i am the boiling cauldron and the empty cup; the watchman, the thief, the smouldering ruins. i am infinite wisdom, the simpering fool, the storm & the shelter the search for lost time. i am one thousand promises, all of them […]
from there and here [distances]
1 // there: celebrating a friends graduation, the two of us rent an apartment in the algarve, portugal for 10 days. november 2009. canon 400d 2 // here: today, here truly feels like a million miles from everywhere; but the directions home are written on my skin. canon 5d mkii