The empty space of nothingness

Home is made for one

No need for colonization

Those little corners of voids

Transformed into living corners

No need for belongings

Within these plain four walls

I live my life

I think my thoughts

I sleep my dreams

- Gypsy Queen

There is something. In me. Naggin like a sore muscle but I can’t quite point out where and why it aches.

Its just there. Buggin me. In the mind.

Nothing is still working accordingly. All my life balance is in a topsy turvy.

Like today. I got lost in Brussel this morning, then got myself squeezed [...]