The bus

And latey the buildings seem taller, or maybe I have just become smaller. I dont know, i guess all these movies actually make me feel like we are all together trough experience, holding hands trough the loneliness, confusion, boredom. And I guess its that realization that I am a human in a space, when I sit at a cafe (in a vacum/box/square of warm light) there is a busteling city outside, and there is an ocean not far away. And beyond are the mountains covered thick with trees and snow and with moss, and pine needles and mushrooms in autumn. And over that very forest floor with summer berries and water streams there is a sky full of stars, and there are always stars behind that blue of day, and we are quite small but quite meaningful and we see colours and dance to sound and can care and love and feel (and fear).

And thats very beautiful, and i would say thats not (something) small at all.