...fed the birds.

Not really, there's no place for bird feeders in that rathole of a flat in the old town. I just wanted to have a nice title. Feeding the birds would be anyway more feeding the cat. Which leads to my blip.

In reality it should read: Today I ... was p****d. Literally. Lavazza peed in protest of being left alone and neglected for a couple of days in my bag tonight. Until I noticed this morning all had 'sunk in' and left it's traces on or in different items. Grrr!

Every two years I afford a luxury moleskin book which I turn into a two years agenda/ notebook/ memory/ sketchbook thing. Well this one today I afforded now 11 month after the last one but anyway. So a new year begins today, I should see it as a symbol of making a straight and deep cut after a tight year so far. Blah blah, not that I think cuts can be made so easily and running away is a real option but trying to face that november mondays reality and letting some things go and looking ahead at the name of all the month and days filling my book.


Against my usual habit I paid in cash for the moleskin, I think by now there a people in the department store wondering about the smell from under the counter.


Exhausting weekends backblip tonight...