“One night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away”

there’s mr. gonzales on repeat on itunes, and a lot of people sitting on the floor of the corridor, slowing chatting away the last hour of the weekend. K went away this week, and it was hard for all of us to lose her. we stayed out silent in the parking lot for some time, watching the car go away, waiting for something to happen, just something. anything. it felt amazingly wrong. later the same day, another girl came to her room. and it just felt wrong, again.
going away is just a natural part of it all, i guess. the end. but no one wants to face it, the ones that were able to postpone the return did it, and i’m still searching for that internship. next week i have an interview, let’s see how that goes. i hope i can manage.

because i felt wrong about mixing netherlands-colored-digital pictures with the ones i had on my flickr account, i created another one, for this purpose. it’s here. it’ll come handy to put the pictures i usually blog about, since my other account already passed the 200 photos limit…