I realized that sometimes not doing something can be just as hard as doing something. I mean, not doing something requires exactly what it says: freaking not do it. Don’t get up. Don’t sit down. Don’t go. Don’t cry. Don’t look. Don’t write. Don’t say it, don’t fucking say it.

Yet, it’s amazingly hard.

But so far I can proudly say that I haven’t done it. It has been tempting and not giving in might have been the main reason why I feel constantly exhausted. I can only guess that it’s so hard and exhausting because while I was successful on most accounts, Don’t think unfortunately doesn’t work as well.

And don’t ever mention the stains that you left on my track
How from a beautiful girl I became someone ruined and wrecked

Keren Ann – In Your Back

I’m on an ordinary ledge
I swear I’ll jump
But I’m inches from the ground

Krista Detor – Calling Robert

Getting up at 6:30 am because you somehow got tricked into agreeing to a morning date to run feels insane. And good. And really insane.

Back now, got under the shower and now I will head down and try to play „Salome Says“ again, because I think I finally figured out how it works for me. And drink juice.

Apropos of juice: I found out that you can basically get through a whole day in Amsterdam just drinking juice, because they freaking sell fresh juice at practically every corner. Yummy.

This morning I noticed that someone scratched away parts of the warning message on the train’s doors, so that instead of „Do not open before train stops“ it said „open before rain stops“. It wasn’t raining, though.

I still thought that there was a kind of poetry in there somewhere.

Also, I think that it’s no wonder that the universe is going nuts as long as certain people keep on wearing the wrong day-of-the-week socks.

My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections

Fiona Apple – Oh Well

Every second of your life you are alone
And life is pain
And pain is love
And love is everything when all is done and said.
Do you believe me?
Cause I’d say anything to get you in bed.

And I know he would.

Krista Detor – Calling Robert

In the end, how many times in a row you are able to listen to one and the same song is merely a question of willpower. (Eight times and counting, in case you needed to know.)

I’m not an actor, but I act like I am
I really am awful, but I act like I’m not

Amy LaVere – Pointless Drinking

1. The axolotls in the Artis Aquarium are way, waaaaay cuter than those in Liège.

2. This is the first place outside of the U.S. and other than my kitchen where we got American pancakes that actually had something of a resemblance to what we know American pancakes should look and taste like. Also, quite a lot of bacon for only 50 cent extra. Kudos to Pancakes! Amsterdam.

PS: Yes, we took the camera, but the batteries died on us before we could take the first picture (and no, we didn’t bring the charger).