| It's
almost 06:00, not that I'm not tired or insomniac, it's just that
the mosquitoes and my cough didn't let me sleep, I hope I can manage
today without this night's sleep. If I ever write a book, it's about
mosquitoes. Actually I already published a book; it's a photography-cook-book.
Have to upload it here some day. I've finished teaching, maybe for a long time, who knows, going in two months to Vienna. Restarting life, shuffle the cards once again. Been wanting to do that for a long time, and actually done it before, 4 years ago, left my apartment, studio, sold my car, gave away all my stuff to friends and went. True, I came back 4 months later but to a new situation and way of being, I don't know if everything I've done after coming back would have been able without clearing everything before and leaving. perhaps this project (item_52) serves as a nice evidence of that process. They say it's good to donate blood every once in a while, to let the body manufacture and run new blood in the system. I'm forcibly removing myself from here throwing my fate elsewhere, stirring it all up. But I wouldn't be detaching, at least not until I finish working on the 'Unrecognized' project (about the unrecognized Bedouin villages in the Negev) and I'm not planning to end it soon..! I still have dreams of running for elections with Pettek as well. But changing an environment is so exciting; different attitudes, language, food, climate, body language, scenery, look… intimidating too but that's what stirring up means, right? Meanwhile I'm losing my money reserves rapidly, no income due soon, and a lot of expenses due like hell. Pretty stressing but that's what shuffling the cards means, right? Do come to the beach on Friday, 21:00, I'm having a small party, a combined birthday byebye getogether. |
|
||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||
