It feels as though my soul has died in me
and whether my body follows
is not even very important any longer
(in reality it is, of course,
because of the finality factor)
Today we made lists on therapy
on the good and bad things we've got from our parents
with the aim of helping in our romantic relationships
only one girl got to talk
but it was quite interesting
I wonder what will be in it for me
I spent the rest of the day painting electrodes
a surprisingly rewarding activity
(not just paywise: it feels good
to have something come out of my hand
and watch the finished stuff
take up more and more space on the shelves)
And then we went to Makó
for bathing in the ever-hot waters
with F. and Zs.
in their new car.
Even their life is moving.
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