Wonderous why in a shriveled forest π - yaiks, the trees here are strangely thin and sparsely branched. Walking deeper and deeper but cannot see any lifeforms here, no bees, no flies, mice, or even cats. I feel a bit stuck, not knowing what to do with my empty energy. No anger, nothing. However, I've found myself scaringly good at enduring stagnation and negativity. This gives me a foothold in what's about to become next. What I've had is a new mobile game in development, for almost twelve months but it hasn't progressed as planned at all. Things have been overly complicated, complex, and time-consuming π
It was exactly 1yr./9d/18h/55min ago when I got the message "I couldn't find your phone number.. terrible news! Joe died this evening in CoimbΓ‘k hospital", he had passed away some hours before. "It can be said that an illness took him". A long but wandering thought enters deeper into my mind, concurrently nurturing the feeling that these guys still (don't) know how to make games! π And I'm drifting like a feather in the summer breeze.
Always it happens in July, when it's hot. I cannot see well but I can hear it. This time it's not an angel, it's the shadow of an angel, lingering around my skin, crawling further down to my throat and from there to my back, firmly and slowly tightening its grip and the feeling puffs me up strangely. Actually it's been an π -track on several mental levels for the last monthsβnow I'm starting to realize it. It's some sort of phosphenes, swirling stars, zigzags, squiggles, and wait... no, I think it's.. It's lovefi(!) but I still didn't choose it, dammit. I don't know what's coming out but I can tell it's not that super bad, you know. At least we don't look so bad as the famous Berliner Doppelte Schweinerei w/ wildschwein. Formerly, I've had a feeling of a direction and rn it feels like I'm getting a frickkin' jetpack upgrade. Well... Wo-wohoo and qual Γ© cara, vamos festejar! π§π₯©π·π