i was here

friday morning.
i have a day off today.
i made myself a cup of coffee and a bowl of müsli with yogurt.
lately there is nothing else i will accept for breakfast.
mom’s on her way to tokyo, then new york.
i’m on my way nowhere.

there are a couple of films i would like to watch
a couple of albums to listen to.
a couple of books to be bought and read.
a couple of pages of nothingness to be written.
my daily routines of ups and downs.

soho. that’s where i’ll be today.