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Desolation in the crowd

Hey there,

my name is Henni and today I want to talk about a feeling I had on monday this week. Me and a friend of mine went shopping for some trousers and shirts. Even though we visited many stores I could not concentrate myself on the mission. It was like I wasn’t there. Like being in another dimension but was hold in a body searching for some blue jeans.

It’s a strange feeling and I hope no one of you has this. Most likely many of you fall into daydreams and have to be awaken. So we went on and my friend asked me out of a sudden: “We don’t have to go through the stores if you don’t want to. Or do you?”

It hit me like a minitruck ( had not such an impact because it was only a daydream and not an emotional state of mine of which I was ripped out.

The feeling of not truly being there is awful. When you are woken up it’s like being raised out of a warm bath where everything was smooth and soft. The real world feels too sharp too real to perceive. However the world clock ticks and ticks merciless and I’m hanging on one pointer threatened to fall off when it’s half o’clock.

Did you ever had a feeling of not quite getting the grip of a situation you were in? How did you fell afterwards? Let me know in the comments. 🙂

I wish you an awesome day,

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With the grasp of a hand

Hey there,

when was the last time you really felt the tight grasp of a beloved person? In my special case it’s about 4 weeks past. The circumstances were different compared to a love attachment. Strange word. Just googled it to be sure I’m not talking shit.

So then the “relationship” only went on for about two weeks and we loved and had some real nice moments together and even though I wore rose-colored glasses it felt special and also the grasp of her hands on my palms and even more in my heart. Today nothing special is happening. I am writing in this blog chilling on my couch eating some shit and trying to get things right in my head concerning relationships.

After the 2 weeks I was truly depressed, didn’t eat for about 2 days and did not go to school. It was a terrible feeling. Now that I mostly got over it I feel lonley as fuck. The computer does not say your good or gives you smiles when you caress his keyboard with your dirty hands. Music heals tiny inner wounds in repainting those surfaces.

In those times a simple touch can change everything. A gaze can warm your veins and give you strength to carry your life on and keep the wheel on turning. What if you can’t afford such a helping hand? In my case I try to get out with people that I barely even know. It sounds strange but I can get abstracted by those strangers. Even though we don’t share that much we care in some cases. We care about the person that stands right in front of us. Not in an emotional deeper way than a friend but when talking to a person or just giving a hug when we get to know them. So don’t deny a hug because it is a sophisticated social thing. Waitresses get even more tips when just touching the shoulder of a customer and I thing we in our society have unlearned to get in touch with people. Social media is conducive to this thing some may say. It depends on the social estate of a person how it changes life to use social media or technology.

So what does a grasp change? It can change everything. A day, a moment, a second, a week, a month, a year, a lifetime.

I wish you an awesome day,

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