NARROW ROAD TO SOMEWHERE

Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Stumble.

There are three possible outcomes. First, you don’t fall. Second, you nearly trip over. Third, you fall flat. Then you get up again, because you have to.

Sometimes, one is

So a

is needed.

Sometimes,

stroking a cat’s tail

is the only consolation.

Sometimes,

hot strawberry jam

rains down from the sky.

Then the monochrome vision sets in.

The question is, which galaxy?

Ohh, what’s it called? Floral wallpaper galaxy.

And that one? That’s a chandelier.

Feeling colour

The Big Blue was for some time my favorite movie. And I had a teenage crush on Jean Reno. Could that be the reason why I’m so attracted to the color blue? Blue lagoon blue, royal blue, sky blue, lapislazuli blue, California blue, swimming pool blue, indigo blue, jeans blue of course – all hues of blue.

Except for that blackish blue of the sea, when you know, oh it’s deep out there. I am incredibly afraid of the depths of the sea. This is probably my biggest fear. Slightly contradictory, The Big Blue movie is about free-diving. And friendship.

A rose is a rose is a rose.

– Gertrude Stein.

A poppy is a poppy is a poppy.

– Me.

The grass*

is always greener

on the other side.

* or moss in that case.

This way.

That way.

Middle way.