Letters from Somewhere No.065
The first impression is never the one that lasts. Neither a bad one, nor a good one. We have arrived at a small house at the end of a street. There is only one other house next to it before the road…
Letters from Somewhere No.064
Our time is limited. This is more true since we travel and change where we stay every four weeks. It is also a general truth that I have always been aware of, but never fully admitted. Here I have no…
Letters from Somewhere No.063
Did you know when you was there, that it was special? - From The Bear I am glad that the fear is gone. It was back, just as strong and powerful as before. It paralyzed me and severely narrowed my…
Letters from Somewhere No.062
This is not a country to live in, but one to visit. This realization is solidifying. But it is not set in stone. A week of adjustment lies behind me. It is and remains a difficult undertaking.…
Letters from Somewhere No.061
A lot of time has passed. A lot has happened in that time. Berlin is behind us. And the Black Forest too. We've been in the south of France for a few days now. More precisely, in the Pyrenees. It's a…
Letters from Somewhere No.060
Just as I'm about to park the car, I see a creature coming out of the hedge. At first I think it's a dog and wonder at its strange appearance. Only when it trots past my car do I realize that it's a…
Letters from Somewhere No.059
At home in bad thoughts. Enveloped in loneliness. And I can't find a way out of it. The feeling: I have no one who could help me, no one I could turn to, no one who would be there for me. I am…
Letters from Somewhere No.057/058
September 22, 2024 Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) Some days I want to scream. On others, I lack the strength to get out of bed. And on a few, light shines through the narrow window. Light in which…
Letters from Somewhere No.056
September 09, 2024 Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) I don't have to find a language for a feeling of powerlessness and anger. Not anymore. A lot of things are good. Well, let's put it this way, some.…
Letters from Somewhere No.055
For more than a moment, we thought about looking for something in the area. A house or, if necessary, an apartment to rent. Rather an apartment, so that the costs remain low. After some initial…