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Some days are weird. Strange things suddenly unfold as being actually stranger although they’ve never appeared strange before. On the other side strange things suddenly appear to be and always have been more normal than they should be. Due to prompt changes we suddenly unmask the old normal as being extremely strange. A few months ago I would have found it absolutely impossible and unbearable to be in the situation I am in right now. I look around and see everyone adjusting to a new strange normal. A new normal that is yet again being provided for us. It is becoming harder to trust people who set those normality standards. Slowly but surely we are getting the consequences that are making us uneasy and it is becoming harder every day to get back to any kind of normal. We can’t unsee once we’ve seen or unhear once we’ve heard. The world is raddled and an invisible world war is happening hiding in plane sight.

To escape I did go camping. People around here are thankful for every person buying a coffee or a sandwich to get a piece of their normality. Many seem more mindful and aware. Many seem grateful and thankful. This reminds me of a daily routine I once had. Name and write down 10 things you’re grateful for. Every morning first thing. Word it. Name it. Feel it. I might get into that again. Counting blessings on a daily basis is magical and it’s never going to be anything other than that.

A fly seriously just pooped on my screen. Why.

For some reason I have had a strong urge to change the world. Not only my world. My mind has been circling and I’ve been bubbling about it for a year now. Where could this be going? No idea to be honest. But sometimes we just need to follow our nose right? Straight up into the unknown. Fine then, let’s.

Jadenchong has been picking up work again and is hardly available. Ms Rambo went into hibernation. So here I am. Left with media outlets providing information.

Have you ever thought about patriotism? Is it important to be a patriot and care about the country you’re born in? And if yes in what way? Honestly I do feel a little left out when it comes to that subject and in a way almost manipulated because the world never appeared to me as in countries with borders and patriots holding strangers out. It rather looked like a massive opportunity to go around and discover strangeness. Strangeness that becomes part of my normality to replace patterns that appeared to be normal. A quest to become more mindful and sometimes even know better. A constant quest to find a more mindful normality. I take the liberty to call the world my home, which makes me a stranger everywhere.