the drawing power of absurdity

Days pass by so fast I feel as if I lived in the Czech Republic in some past life. I have the feeling no matter how many changes occur each day it is as if nothing actually happens. I don’t know if it’s good or bad. I feel as if my life now is in…

setting off

I walk along the smoothly asphalted way that leads me out the village. I am the only person on foot. I hear the cars coming from behind or ahead long before they pass me by. It must be thanks to the fresh air up here. I wonder what the drivers might be thinking and whether they…