Time for thought and more of the same

Yes, I am still watching WC games. Tonight I have a small preference for the Italian Squad, and the fact that my boss is German has nothing to do with it. (hohohoho)

Comments on the game Brasil and France (sorry, cannot write my country's name otherwise) have already been made to and received from a dear football-expert friend. And they will remain as such.

Not surprisingly at all I fell sick with my chronic and hideous problems. No wonder, June was definitely the most tiring month so far - and I have survived it with this minor setback. HAve gone to the doctor, got the medicine, done my exams, same old, same old. At least it served me one purpose: I was able to find a good doctor.

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And the house is so damn quite. Everybody is gone. Yesterday alone in the car, watching so many others going by the round-about, I had this enormous feeling of solitude realizing that for the next 5 months I'll feel like that most of the time. People going by in cars, alone or with others. I am just another one and yet I feel somehow important ... It stroke me that ever other person might feel the exact same way: important.

And then I felt so unimportant. And so ridiculous with my thoughts.

I am far away from the real need to survive and much too close to traffic and time to think.

I turned on the music and let my mind be occupied by the new Keane hit.