March 2006

I’m sorry, but I found your comment inappropriate to the topic of my entry, hence in private it’s gone.

…Sometimes reading other people’s diaries feels like peeking through the window… Melancholy travels through the DDLand…I can see where she already visited, leaving wet traces of worn out tears, broken thoughts and dried hearts…feels as you can reach out and catch her, clench her into your fist, carry to the ocean shores and throw far

My days are filled with the new responsibilities and I have little time left for the things, I like to do the most…I mean – I can’t let my mind wander in other then my work directions as much as I’d  wish to. So my most intense thinking process now happens during my drive time. (Gosh,