My habits are like rocks.
I am not afraid today and I have a continuous meeting with three of the cats.

The sun rises at 07.20 and I realize that my expectations are strong habits.
I get older and my habits harder.

I am so cold.
I have a sleeping bag and I don’t crawl back to it before breakfast.
It is dark outside.
We walk in silence.

Heaps with fives and piles with eights.

If I sort according to form they can be sorted as individual beings. I can also sort according to amount.

If I sort according to size both green and red can mix.

I sort the green ones with the green
and the red ones with the red.

And I slept bad or nothing at all.
I have pain in my body.

An unknown and unpredictable phenomenon.

Fortune, destiny, fate, lot, circumstances, portion. An unknown and unpredictable phenomenon.

Luck:
Your overall circumstances or condition in life (including everything that happens to you)

Chilblains may itch or be painful.

Chilblain refers to a localized are of tissue inflammation that appears as swollen and reddish or purple.

Some have a big heart.
Others have no heart at all or use it only at irregular times.

If I stop running, I will be run over.
If I die I will be left alone without anything. Competition

The colour green is dominant.
N = N* fop ne fl fi fc f

It is a kaleidoscope of beautiful colours, forms expectations and desires.

With a straight back?
Creating order out of disorder
Again and again.

At a meeting point of lines that creates an angle and from that point I will see myself walking.

I would say that it all started at a particular point.

To manage the have’s and have not’s.
New conditions

The feet do not reach to the floor.
This is all.
I do not remember.
But I have an image, a preconception and a bias.

I turn a wet towel around my neck.
It is warm in the nights and the mosquito’s attack in the dusk.

Why should I be afraid of loosing everything when I have it all?

I hear the thunder.
My t-shirt is wet
and I wonder were I can get some toilet paper.

The trees are like a roof.
Butterflies are moving around me.
The dog is running on three legs.

Five hundred Bath and the taxi driver drives so fast.
I have to wait.
It is not noon yet.
A cat is sleeping in the shadow beside me.

I miss the smell of humid heat.
When the air is physical.
Thick like a wet blanket.
I am melting and shiver.

My luggage arrived.
I am always surprised.
I found my gate.
I bought something to drink.

One of them is a little child.
And one, once was a beautyqueen.

The dogs are barking in pairs
Three skeletons are hanging with long skinny legs on the wall.