The dog doesn’t need to read or write something every day. He is waiting for the next moment, or maybe waiting is not the right word for this condition. He doesn’t seems to want any moment at all at the moment, wiped out by the sun, his brains are cooking and his legs are giving in. Just like me, the first half hour of my morning run, even without the sun. But the good news is that after the first half hour I am the wholiest person on earth. We were driving in avery hot car to a second hand shop, on the way we saw ‘koereigers’ ( I have to look that up) . I bought a fantastic outfit for very cold weather. At this moment I bought three times more clothes than I brought in my medium purple The North Face backpack. I hope it will all fit in the car.
According to Bram Bakker according to The Lancet according to scientific research, serotonine has nothing to do with depression, well, it is not proved that there is a connection. So…. That’s Why None Of The Antidepressants Ever Worked On Me.
And now something completely different. I am happy that the coach of the Dutch soccer team is sacked and I ate fried potatoes almost every day, when I was little because I liked it and my parents wanted me to be without hunger. Nothing strange about that I suppose, but I wasn’t getting any smaller, if I make myself clear. Today we saw a beaver and he saw us, so he quickly went to the ditch. We also heard European Bee Eaters and a very rare pigeon. I have to look the name up. It is breeding.
I like to put words one after another, without instanteneous meaning. Unfortunately there is always seeping some of it in and I feel nauseated and want to delete everything. Untrue dramatic. Stop. The platitudes of the unthoughtful. That ‘s why I train myself in the not-thinking. European Turtle Dove just need to breed. Breed. Breed. Breed. It ‘s true.
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