sleepless nights when thoughts are flashing over. moments where there is no right or wrong. anxiety becomes inspiration becomes pleasure. feelings of being alive. to know that the destination doesn't matter. growing. running away from home.
to run away from home is one of the few actions that really implies a 'getting somewhere'. neither direction, distance nor speed provides it with quality, because as well as the term 'home' also running away from that very place is an abstract idea. a home, that is not a tangible structure. it is much more a specified setting, a certain state of intimate correlations between a variety of entities. now, moving away from this idea – on any scale – actually means to grow.
runningawayfromhome.org expects you to do whatever the fuck is needed to be done, to get the fuck as far away as you possibly can.
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my name is janina. i live in berlin. i currently started to appreciate the weirdness in my being. also, i photograph: francismurphy.de
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