still around

(…) how you find yourself face-to-face with your narcissist, self-sufficing, autonomic, followed by your only companion, on traveling by your own, travel beside your own, finding answers to looping questions – what I want to do, turn, left, right, stay, leave,...

After nearly 6 months my scrapbook has hit its last page. Whatever that means. – No, not half time, maybe a time-out. Siem Reap. Get back behind the teacher´s desk.

lakeside

And the polar lights of the shores illuminate the eclipsing daylight. With Lymp Bizkit jumping like a flat stone over the calm volcanic sea – not even such in a romantic way as it might sound, and on top, lets me more feel western, in a western world. Lake Toba, if...

ever

Jakarta. Definitely. A metropolitan of a city. Monsterious, swallowing culture, mall by mall, lane by lane, superiour deluxe penthousing mega upperlustre classified. And the construction claws its sites, still. Even though the new governor stopped all investments in...