Morning. First, coffee.
Strong, black, tuning into reality.
My world has its quirks – pushed them a little further today.
And because it felt good: another coffee.
Puskin, Puskin – somewhere between coffee haze and sunlight.
Meat sizzles, smells like the past, like fire – devoured with the hunger of now.
Nice shirt on, walked off like a sentence with no full stop.
Found a ride, turquoise asphalt vibes – I followed the signal.
But what kind of horses were those? Wrongly saddled, misunderstood.
The urban core calls – silver moon in my head, flickering between thoughts.
Guided thinking? Yeah, today I’m affected.
Saw a big ego – ignored it. No room for showoffs.
The pit lane stays empty today. I’m my own mechanic.
Coffee again – a greeting to the day.
Said “hello” to someone – opened a cola, sparkling friendliness.
Gottschalk playing in the background.
“What Time Is Love?” – a question worth asking before we begin.
No pit stop. Not fast, but somehow a straight line. Direct flight.
Police in the restricted zone – red signal?
Sorry, still practicing.
And on we go.
A being appears. Do I know that back?
Hollywood in passing – Sade just turns left.
I’m searching… where’s a bike going?
Time checker – everything in sight.
She works, if anything, over the top. Got it.
In front of the park – the garage. Empty.
The horse box? Just a climate pony.
U-turn.
A dog happily stumbles toward me – jumps into the pond, stumbles back.
So excited, might’ve peed itself.
A link leads to the dentist.
Music in the air – I find my pace.
A bench – settled with thoughts.
Pepper in the air.
Scooby hugged – and a little bit trained.
I’m back, darling.
Checked the internal affairs.
Then: dozed off.