Dark strings of black coffee flow from the ceiling of the sky, with a brownish background; making it seem like the world has become as serious as it is actually not!

I sometimes resent all the limits my body has taken all these years. Piercing through my heart in an upward angle in the same way an overpass over a highway would.

I suddenly seek spirituality, science, poetry! each one more elegant than the other; or I wonder more truthful, or animalistic?

Did I… just describe the german culture?!