9 July 2000My life… It is a strange mix of all sorts of things. I’m certainly not the type that tries to live the way people expect. All the values of the people around me, I keep asking myself if what I think is right. It’s a bit like the flea on a cat, that keeps trying to climb in the hair of the cat to see how the world looks like. I’m always searching for a way to look further then the horizon. Because of that it’s difficult to stay in one place. How nice a place may be, there always comes a day that I’ve got the feeling I’ve got to go on, no, that I know that I have to go on. At work this day has almost come again. It’s strange how a thing like this grows inside of me. For half a year a college said to me: ”It’s so strange. For me it feels as if you are gaining more distance to us in a way, as if your saying goodbye to us a little bit.” I guess that’s how it starts, unconsciously. The inside of me already made a decision: It’s time to go! My “inner me” sort of tells my environment how to show me the way. Things start to happen, like I told you last week. Then, bingo! A new chance is popping up, such a one from which I know: this is what I have to do. It’s a new chance to grow.
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