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For the rest, I could not, did not want to look at him although I always feel compelled to observe, I hated the air.
It was hard to bear the sight. I saw the reflection on the desk instead. What did I wanna capture, sincere remorse on his face? No longer needed after I uttered my word. He is pardoned.
And do I wish to be treated the same way by cosmos?
That wasnt my focus atm. Still I would not expect much from it. It was a shameful deed in the first place.
º a close friend of mine passed away, I must go right away after thisº
he smiled warily,
and something unclenched in my gut. i needed something? ernestness? i did not need any shit
he thanked me afterwards and we parted
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i went to a little library on the second floor. for the guests, a shitty claustrophobic containner was the rest area. checked out the cafe inside, they made a decent coffee.
all wearing achromatic, eating and chatting, discussing(?); saw several men who resembled the ones from videos. they have the look.