Highways have always been special places for me. Most of the time, I wasn't under time pressure; I rarely had to get from A to B by a certain time. Rather, highways are travel routes. I find myself in transitional states there, a kind of no-man's-land with endless possibilities. That opens up room for thought. Often, these rooms are simply empty. The brain is busy navigating safely in traffic. It's a pleasant form of occupation; consciousness is occupied and alert, a mistake would be fatal. When I...
It was a feat of strength. Disposing of the apartment, moving with friends, storing things, reorienting oneself before a new chapter begins. Leaving behind the familiar, breaking the status quo, doing what is important and right without compromise. But that also means suffering and inflicting hurts, breaking things, and planting new ones. It's strange, though, that some friends are going through similar things. The world is different after Corona. We don't want to live like we did before anymore. Disillusioned, midlife crisis, utopian thinking, realizing wishes, one's own...
When I was a teenager, I lost my heart to someone who lived in Rome. I traveled to the Eternal City with no money, no plan – it was supposed to be a surprise. That went somewhat awry. We shared a pizza, but otherwise, I had a lot of time to myself. On one of the hills, I spent many hours looking at the sky. I thought about Einstein. What else. Everything else seemed too trivial. There, for the first time, I had…
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