Back to Israel, back to the laborious routine, the depraved politicians, the senseless death in every corner, the getting smaller, abandoned feeling threating to take over and defeat you. What the hell am I doing here?
Until now I had the excuse of being a traveler for doing nothing and thinking of nothing but my next meal. Breathing the freedom, let it fill my empty soul, surround me with an illusion of fullnesses. Am studying right now and all I can think of is my next trip to Europe.
Why care about the future if I have no nonce?
