asking myself when waking up

What if the wind could blow so hard I could swim in the air like in water?
How would I get back down if I could climb sky-high trees?

Which song would I sing if I had to perform in front of everyone I know?

What to do if your dog turns into a big wild wolf?
How do I drive a car without steering wheel?
How angry could I get if someone told me my english wasn't up to academic standard?
Have I really just stopped breathing for 5 minutes?

Do I have to relive every awkward moment in my sleep?

And why-oh-why should this head of mine think up things like mafia-bullies and midsummer fires and a long-lost friend and elves (!) and lost bags and a really small man and combine them all in one story in the last moments before the alarm goes off??

Exhiliration, anger, fear, vertigo, utter embarrassment, or pure confusion -- the basic emotion stays on for several minutes after waking up. It takes some time to shake it off, and half a day to stop being puzzled about this subconscious weirdness...

Funny how

a town can suddenly seem so empty just because one person is missing.

When the autumn sun is shining

Lying in bed and watching the bright paint of the house opposite, I imagine myself in Tuscany

Feeling strangely nostalgic for the gone days of summer, all melancholy about putting the skirts in the back of the wardrobe

Start dreaming of winter - snow and crispy-cold air and frost-white Narnia-trees and pale sunlight in the white skies

Safely tugged in warm blankets as the cold air creeps in through the open window and invades my room

Imagine the smell of fir trees and rain-wet leaves on the ground, of thunderstorms and autumn rains and mud

I find myself looking forward to the dark mornings and the way the lights in our rooms shine through the windows into the yet dark autumn world

Autumn does this to me. Winter is cosiness and cold and laughter, Spring is restlessness and energy and giggling, Summer is laziness and warmth and happiness, but Autumn is melancholy and dreamy smiles.

The air is cold and strangely clear. I want to go ice skating.

Bestandsaufnahme/Inventory

Update: now with english translations. Sorry guys, it didn't seem all that important to me... :)

I like:

Balkon/balcony
Straßenmusiker/street musicians
Sonne/sunshine
Weißdornblüten/whitethorn bushes in bloom
Kirchturmglocken/chruch bells
frisch gemähtes Gras/freshly mown grass
Fußball gucken:)/watching the footie
Reisepläne/travel plans
Liegestühle vor der Mensa/desk chairs on the campus lawn
neue MRmdeK-CD/new CD from MRmdeK (sadly not to be bought in shops;)

I do not like:

Halsschmerzen/sore throat
fehlgeleitete Mails/misdirected mails
Missionarische Kuschelchristen auf dem Weg zur Arbeit/missionaries attempting to save my soul on my way to work
Schnorrer in der U-Bahn/people asking for money in the tube
Krisengespräche/crisis talks

...so you see, most aspects of life are good:-)

The Boat That Rocked!!!

(aka Radio Rock Revolution (German title))!

...no time to write at the moment, so for now: Go! Watch! It!
Or: 60s + tons of records + group of djs + one rusty boat in the North Sea = great film:)