(I've lost a post draft on the Blogger app

for about the third time

I really have to write them as notes at first.)

Today I signed the "gifting contract"

so the flat's officially mine

but of course it comes with no good feeling

relief or anything like that.

After that I sat at a café with Z.

whom I've known for ages

but we were never close

it was a good conversation 

not too deep, not too shallow

I'd happily spend a few days with their family, too

and maybe I will in December.

After that I helped Sz. moving house

I put stuff in boxes, basically 

and wondered how easily I can get rid of stuff

compared to so many people.

After choir practice the chorus-master told me

that she hears about many men nowadays 

leaving their wives and children for workplace lovers

I'm not sure what I ought to think or feel

but probably there really is some zeitgeist-y in it.

I am no unique snowflake.

I walked part of the way home

(my bus left two minutes early)

with a Methodist girl, O.

with whom I sympathised from the first practice 

but there never was a chance to get to know each other better

and so I shared quite a bit of my troubles

and she was very kind and interested.

I'm grateful for this encounter

and hope she'll share a bit of herself, too

at some later occasion.