It seems that I am not that indestructible after all.
My body tolerated everything that I did to it the last weeks but now that I had a relaxed weekend, I finally got sick. With a vengeance. My head hurts, my throat is sore and I can’t focus a single idea for more than 5 minutes.
Well, apart from the throat and the headache this is quite normal for me I’d say ;)

Seems I will spend another day lying in bed and drinking tea. I have the best company possible with me, Siepke. He basically does not care how I feel but I seem to make him feel comfortable lying next to him and radiating warmth :)

Besides, I just finished reading 1984 and my mood is partly rebellish, partly depressed. Have to think about that one deeply.

Edit: just has a nice conversation, the following seemed worth noting down:

Was hilft es, über das Meer zu setzen und den Wohnort zu wechseln? Wenn du dem, was dich drückt, entgehen willst, so musst du nicht an einem anderen Ort sein, sondern selbst ein anderer sein. Deine Reisen werden dir keine Erleichterung schaffen; denn du reisest mit deinen Leidenschaften, und deine Übel folgen dir nach.

-Seneca-