united sorry

I did not write for days in this blog, i did not read my emails for days, i just was working, teaching, performing while  looking the devil in the eyes, and now i read jedorowski. it is sinday, and i am home in amsterdam

everything must start again, i lost my mobile phone again, in vienna this time, so i mst collect telephonenumers, i must make a plan for this year, taking care that all the dates of the coming projects won’t overlap. i lost the desire to write, i didn’t lose the desire to reflect, but i lost the desire to share when it is not crystalized in something specific.

i just performed, and i had a nice experience afterwards, i forgot myself, i knew of course who i was, etc. but it didn’t really matter, i could be everyone, everything. i felt happy just doing the things i had to do, without thinking of a reward, or something.

working in my former room in the boat of andre, which is now the guest room, since i became a (theatre) nomad, without a fixed home to settle. i start to let grow my beard, and although i dont really like it, i let it gorw for a while, to see what it will become.