You’d think… It even looks like it does… but truly, they just cut me out of my life as a kid in kindergarten would cut a strange animal from a journal and place it together with the cows and sheep on its little toy-animal farm. I’m definitely not amongst animals, although some people might think Germans are living in the trees. That’s not really what I meant.
It’s more that I’m trying hard to keep myself busy and I even saw a friend tonight for an hour. And sure I enjoyed it. But this feeling doesn’t last any longer than I’m with somebody. And even the conversations I have, are all about my other life. It’s hard to not think about the painful details.
I’m not able to move on, the spirits are gone. Life goes on, but without me.
