Architecture.
Something that doesn't usually go well with relationships.
Alex told me today at 9ish in the evening,
That she has to go home before she gets divorced,
Because her husband was upset about her long working hours.

Reminds me of those studio days,
And those internship days at OD.
Vanessa had said to me,
'When we live together next time',
I will be virtually not at home half the time,
And she might even have to pick me up from work!

I'm developing a phobia for relationships.
When there isn't even enough time to do my own stuff,
Where does one find the time to spend with another?

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Broken dreams.

Felt pretty lousy at work today,
For a reason I have yet to figure out.
Started thinking about what I used to do.
Photography, song-writing, doodling, loving...
I'm starting to suck at all of that.
Where did it all go?

And my dreams seem to be drifting,
Further and further beyond my reach.

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The bags are packed,
And it's time to go again.
Frankfurt, here I come.