united sorry

black man in raincoat, at last i am ready to answer your call. you were the one, who reached me the helping hand to get out of my dreams of destruction and alienation. i am ready, i want to embrace you, kiss you if that’s okay for you, smell you, or let you smell me, become close friends.

A very good friend said recently to me, that i am too depended on people, that i emotionally hooked to be in connection to another person, i think, she meant. and i think she is right. because the last four years i try hard to learn how it is to be alone.

I am living already as a nomad for some years, travelling alone from city to city, passing the nights in residencies, hotels, dreaming in lonely rooms with ikea furniture.

It can be a lonely path sometimes , although i meet a lot of nice people on my way and see a lot of beautiful landscapes.

but now it is time to surrender to you sweet man in the raincoat, it is time to plunge into the unknown, not only in my work, but also in real life.

Five years ago i decided to follow my heart and i left home to perform,

now i decided to meet my shadow, the man who appeared so clear in my dreams, yes i am ready to face you.

and you say. “at last…..”, we start to kiss. the taste of your lips are bitter, mysterious, not immediately pleasant, but certainly not unpleasant, i must say. i met you already twice before, once from the distance, just watching you, when you were serving tea to tourists at the bank of the Ganges, and once in the devotion and passion of a man about his entrance in the artworld of new york, but when i write this down, i see that parts of you i actually found already in a lot of other people, in the love and taking care of my husband, the honesty of friendships, in so many people.

where do w ego to together, because this is only the introduction…