waking up feeling drained and uncomfortable, from dreams and thoughts.
the contrasts are so huge in this place. but not only here.
i am still waking up in my safe bubble. going to work as usual on a sunday morning.
it feels completely irrelevant.
what "started" yesterday (rather a accumulation from years back) won't lead to anything more fruitful and it certainly won't offer any positive solution to ANYbody and still, those are the means of 'communication' which are grasped for.
it is so awful, and so sad.