I am friendly with many, but I have few genuine friends. Those who know my secrets and I theirs. Those without a professional agenda underlying our companionship. Those I can sit with in silent comfort, those I can have a conversation with that doesn’t feel like a performance. Those whose presence I actively seek out and whose absence I sincerely note.
Irrational Friends.
Long Walk.
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
One kid walks ten miles to school, another's dropping out
Be-Wunderung.
In the line of fire someone must have known
That a human heart demands to be admired
Techma(c)ker.
It makes me sad when the gender of the person behind the counter decides whether I can pay with bitcoin.
Volkskragntorieren.
It's hard to let go of people who appear in the newspaper.