I cannot stop

· psilore

devops “For some reason, I found what I looked for. Yet, I am bound to keep seeking, what others are looking for…”

Sad, just because I lost somehting, appreciated and grateful for

It might be the first time, took me 40 years. I believed I found it, held it, only to let it slip thru my fingers. Grasping to whatever there is to hold on to… Recurring dread terror of a thought, this is not the first time. I have been here before, but for some fuXXin reason, I cannot remember or even see it anymore.

sweet

I want my notebook back!

I know you have it, and I assume you do not understand or figured what todo with them. That might be relief, at least for you.

Epilogue

crossroads

At another crossroad again

  • Another choice again..
  • Lost something again…
  • Why am I even existing?