I have recently read that if one believes in love, only its projected desires of others. This afternoon, I was longing.
Am I therefore to the south, home, and when I arrive Mars and Anja are in the kitchen and smoke. I try to be inconspicuous.
"Hey, do you? Where are you from? "
" From outside, "I say.
"Aha? What is the matter happened? "Asks Anja immediately with high, suggestive voice.
"Me? I've seen a little cat who has been following a ball. The whole street down. "
" Achso. "She says, a little disappointed. The excuse the cat is plausible enough to explain my grin that I can not hide.
"We want tomorrow to the lake. And grill. Sun at two clock? "
I wonder.
"Ah, no, we can not."
Not? Why not? "
" I am meeting in the city. With Lars. Yes, uh, should I fly over such a term paper with him. "
" Achso. Well, then haste probably bad luck. "
" Yes you, really sad. "
night I'll hang myself alone in front of the computer, throw a plate from The Verve and watch for hours old children's series on YouTube.
I had not remembered that the Silver Surfer was so melancholy. That makes it almost to my new favorite hero of Comciszene. I am fascinated by his dubious and receive free alternative way to himself, his people, to save his love by the evil that hovers over everything, always trying to deflect such that the catastrophe does not materialize.
Reminds me a bit to me. How do I try things weiterzulenken always make it in life goes on. Life is like a truck, which continues to fuel without easily accessible. And if you sleep too long, you land in the ditch.
I sleep restlessly that night, get up, get up early, am a little nervous about it, if I might not want to go. "Where will it all end?" I say to myself when I shave,
If we have so much in common, then perhaps it is boring because we are too similar to us. Maybe I am already too excited, too unnatural. Maybe I will just get into bed and do not notice it? Restless.
My hair do not know how I will stand, transversely and obliquely. I wash them three times and after every wash, it seems to me as it is the result even less acceptable than before. I put on my emergency cap, that's not a trick, but if they do not know me, they do not know that I wear almost never. That it is not a part of me.
Can you imagine strangers actually invent completely new? Will you do that?
As there will be three half, I start marching, go fast, a little too fast, come a slightly out of breath and then stand there in the produce department. Five minutes early.
I can not stand around five minutes in the produce department, while all walks past me. At the end, is an employee and asks me if I'm planning something.
Although I could answer "Yes", explain the situation to him perhaps, but I decide that it is absolutely nothing came on. Five minutes. Then I'll go yet, check first to see if the coconut milk is still allowed in the drinks. I would make them more likely to be Asian cooking ingredients, maybe because I only use when I cook Asian.
And indeed, there it is in the midst of the mango juice and cherry juice. The can, ugly red, one euro or fifty cents. Pretty expensive, too expensive. But I've never compared with other markets.
"You ought to stand by the vegetables," says a voice beside me.
I turn. It is. I look at my phone.
"Yes, but you're too early. Anderthab minutes, strictly speaking, we said to the three vegetable stand. "
" Naaaagut. "
pinches me in the cheek. I shrug.
"And what do we do well?" We walk
.
She shows me her favorite corner in the city. It is outside, a meadow with trees that are far apart. Without water in the vicinity. Favorite corners are mostly on the water or on particularly stunning architecture.
"Why is this your favorite place?"
"Because it seems to make absolutely no sense that the trees are as far apart. Almost human. "
That was very clever. These are the moments in which people impress me deeply. If they say something like that. So simple, so clear, so clever.
I lay hold on her cheek. Then she kissed me.
kissing can be boring if you do not fit each other. If there is no line, no affection. But as can be produced so quickly?
I do not count the hours.
"You do that often. Or? "
" What? "
" show your grove men ", ups ..." So, with the trees? "
you stood up.
"Will you now destroy the mood? "
" No, just a tit for tat for yesterday. "I poke her with your index finger in the side.
"Phew. I thought. "
standing on it.
"You're not mad now? Or? That was just a joke? "
" no. Do not worry. It's really nice to you. But I must go home. Sorry.
"Forget your shoes do not Cinderella. Otherwise I'll find you. "
" You find me Surely. "
she gave me her hand, pulls. I get up.
"So, then I will go too."
"Until the big crossing."
"Exactly. Hm is Sunday morning ... "
" I know I've also been thinking about it now. "
" Hmm. So what? "
" There is a vegetable stand on the weekly market. Such a Biostand. But you have to get up early. "
" What's soon? "
" At nine you should be there. "
" Ah, yes well. I'm sometimes an exception. Because it's you. "
" super. "
On the way they told me that she soon after Hamburg runs for a week, a friend who studied there, they would have to stay there because she goes abroad semesters and Between the tenant later feeding.
"Oh, that's great."
"do you like Hamburg?"
"Yes ..." I say, secretly hoping that she asks me.
"Well ..." she says and I notice the hesitation. She seems fragile at this moment, a new train, which I discovered only recently. And he disappears again.
"Well, if things get too lonely there, can you call me, then I'll come visit you there."
"That's nice. We'll see. Really. "
Then we part company.
It is nine, half past nine, when I'm home.
Mars, Anna and some of her friends are back.
War the barbecue is good? "
" Yes, thank you. "
" And you? "
" Yes, full of stupid. That was with Lars next week. Then I sat around and went for a walk alone. "
" Ohman, you Verpeiler. Then you've got lucky that we have brought you something. "
belly slices. I am glad I am a little tired and had not eaten all day, as I can think straight. My head is a bit heavy and full with Sven.
I sit down at the table, begin to eat.
"We go after out yet."
"Are you coming?"
version. Hmm I should go to bed early. I have to get up even at eight.
"Hmmm."
"Do not act like that. We have bought extra vodka and juice. "
It is difficult for me. When I think of a woman, I also often a problem of motivation. Going to the disco is also always check what goes like this. And when we encounter the whole farmers from the villages. The invasion of the barbarians.
It comes back with more, my distaste for much of the population. Maybe that makes me study, these monoculture of people around me a little nasty. I often wonder if this is really true that there are only inferiority complexes that lead to that other one does not like. But on the other. If love needs no explanation why It then needs hate? Hate it is not even, just dislike. No disrespect, but rather the desire to not touch it. Because you are not supplemented. It is tedious. I will not be easy.
"Well, I'm coming."
"That's my boy," said Anja and pats me on the shoulder as she pours me a glass of vodka with apple juice.
"apple juice?"
"Yes, this is a Polish vodka. Try first. "
It fits. It
come still more friends, the evening is red-and-drink blessed when we leave the house against a clock, I realize already how hard it falls to me to formulate sentences in the first attempt.
reflection possibilities: zero.
The night is blurred between people, lights, beer and music. Asleep.
set piece embodiments Dias, call chunks, which I try to save. It is warm, cozy, my facial skin falls asleep first. Then I follow.
"Hello. Also monitored. Do you hear me? "
Back in the present.
"Yes?"
"You're snoring. You schnaharchst "
" Sven? "I ask.
"Svenja" Her tone is immediately schnippig.
I turn around to her.
"Shit, who are you?"
"Hello? What's that for a welcome? "
" What is' You're snoring! " because for a good morning? "
" Well, if you snore? "
" I do not snore. I never snore. They all say ... "
" All what? "
" All ... all that I have ever seen ... uh ... sleeping. "
" It was pretty clear again, that you're such a ... "
" Am I not ... "
"Oh, are you telling Surely everyone ..."
"Who are you anyway?"
"That you did yesterday, exactly!"
"Yesterday?"
yesterday. I am trying to remember. I only remember Sven and the beautiful afternoon.
Like little balls of paper that someone shoots a killer ink rolls for me to come back some pictures.
Anja and vodka. All of us in the kitchen. I am full. The party fully. A Clock, three clock. The men's room. I like to order a beer. I reel before. I reel back.
Then one day her face.
"Oh, we've talked briefly."
"short? Three hours ... "
" Really? "
" Yes ... "
" And you are? "
" Oh, forget it, hey. "
"And we have ..."
"You'll probably need to get yourself on it. That to me is too stupid here. I'm going. "
She gets up, gets dressed. Shit. She has a sexy figure. What was I brewed there again?
No. I need to get a clear head. I turn to the side.
on the bedside table is a torn condom bag.
"Sven," I say.
"wanker", replies the beautiful stranger who still throws my pants in my direction, then slamming the door of my room, then the front door, then the front door.
Thank God no one wakes up.
I look at the clock.
12:30.
shit. I missed it.
'm running in record time I take a shower, wash me superficial, drag it to the first best thing that comes to my fingers and run from the house, almost forgetting to close the doors.
I hurry towards the marketplace.
five minutes. Ten minutes. My lungs desperately squeezed air in and out, like me, when I hope to get something out of my toothpaste tube, if I note that it is all and I have an urgent appointment to the bad breath is absolutely not appropriate.
shit.
The market is just broken down.
I run back and forth. No chance. I 'm also absurd. Arrogant. To think they could have waited here for almost four hours on me. Idiot. What I'm ever thought? I could have brunch with an absolutely sharp bride. And then run me over such a way, I have no contract with her and I throw away the best chance for a long time? Was it a chance or just a ONS?
Man man man. Suddenly
.
Since the front of the cafe.
There she sits. I'm going to run, not at all realize how stupid I look when I'm panting and tousled at their table. You look at me.
"Do I have thought that you do not succeed."
"Oh man, Sven is doing better than me Suffering. "
It has really been waiting on me. Good thing I reacted correctly.
"Yes, is not a thing."
How embarrassing. I'm doing a movie and it will remain loose. She took me in hand.
I sit down.
"Um ..."
"Um, right. I have fully built the shit. "
Shall I tell you truly? If at the beginning of our delicate affair are a lie? Is it an affair?
suddenly appeared next to me on anyone.
He shall, on the shoulder. I turn.
"Hello?"
"Hi," he says, "Tom"
"Torben".
He sits down with us, gives Sven a kiss on the cheek.
I notice how her face contorts.
"Torben, this is my friend. Tom, that's Torben, one ... "Pause.
"fellow student", I say. "
" Ah, you are studying and Gender Studies. "
" Ahhh, hmm, yes. "
" I'm the only study women, "he says imperiously, and laughs like a crocodile.
great guy.
"What have you built for shit?"
"Ehm, I have, exactly, I've forgotten my wallet at home. I better go go again. "
" Oh we're not here for long, however, " says Tom.
"It does nothing."
Sven silent entered.
I want to get up, I'm almost gone, as she calls, "Torben"
Torben. Will they now tell me that it is doing its suffering. That was all a misunderstanding? I can not even be mad at her. I built it myself crap.
"Torben"
I turn around.
"Yes ... Sven?"
"You still have to give me your new phone number. Because of the unit group next week. "
" Achso. Yes.
me holds out a piece of paper. I write my number on it. A Smiley. And below: "The next time without the gorilla."
you look on it. Attempts to clear her grin with a bite on the lower lip.
"Ok" I say.
"We'll see," asks Tom.
I do not answer.
"See?" Sven asked.
"We'll see."
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