those past days, i have slept in four different beds,
spent about a day on trains to get to where i felt like i needed to be,
missed out a lot, did a lot,
am still detached to a lot of things i should feel connected with
(and the other way around)
and, even more than normally, i still cannot get a grasp of where home is.
onto something more superficial:
i do own a new favourite piece of clothing.
i wish you well and warm.
december 2013 - self- by judith