Enough

A dear friend of mine managed to summarize what this pandemic feels like, when he wrote: “It feels like I’ve lived the same day for three months now…”
It’s always the same. Wake up, have breakfast, have a coffee, walk, work, eat, work some more, get back for a walk, eat something, either communicate in front of screens a little more or watch something that makes you forget the exhaustion of this carrousel, have some tea, walk, get some fresh air, take a bath and sleep.
For me, it actually feels like every day is just a part of one big, never-ending day.

This is truly exhausting.
I am looking forward for the long-weekend, that’s ahead of us.
Hopefully, I’ll then manage to clear my head a little bit. I don’t like running in circles.

IAMX – Quiet the Mind

Heatwave

There’s nothing left to drop off and it’s still hot. Using the standing desk and not wanting to sit down again, because the seat is warm. Standing is warm. Being is warm.

I’d like to float in the water. Always. Berlin heatwave, you should go. It’s been enough.

IAMX – Heatwave