The vagabond life,

tomorrow it starts again, early, aimlessly. Across Europe, fulfilling a small life dream. Another one. Interrail have 14 days and 7 trips free. Tomorrow morning to Paris, then on December 24 further to........We'll see, and then always just follow the nose? Maybe there, or there after all? Who knows, travel open to results. And first class, oh my God, what become that for Christmas. Is of course also stupid over Christmas because many people are on the road, quite difficult to get hold of reservations, but not quite impossible. So heavy metal (sure good music is there too), bags & the 3 books I've wanted to read forever, pack and hopefully the head cinema finally goes off. Normally I had no problem to turn down the work in my head after work, but the last days were just very exhausting. And it is like always, the bulb runs in a loop, and I make myself responsible for too much. So enough analyzed, until now, it leads to nowhere. Get on vacation no money for thinking over and over. So hopefully the shit goes out soon, for everything else is then time next year. Total joy I have to finally break out. Break out from this disgusting Christmas routine of eating, lazing, to listen incredibly boring self-aggrandizing conversations from the hunchbacked relatives & uh of course eat(!). I always wanted to travel over Christmas and not just to go to my beloved grandma to serve the hunchbacks, only to end up finding nothing edible on the previously overflowing plates of delicious food and go hungry and frustrated home just to eat anything. Yes, since my beloved grandmother died, that has for me and my wife "Alexia" (no that is not her true name, she is called wrong by parts of my familiy) with the family briskly done. Am unfortunately not quite as masochistically inclined as would be needed for this. You don't have to voluntarily expose yourself to all the hate, the blatant envy and resentment, the slander, the "false" expectations, the narratives, and the life lies. Above all, the questions starting from the end of July "what you do at Christmas?", that drive my "free spirit" crazy. In order to get at Christmas anyway only untenable reproaches and to experience again that one the "small" expectations simply not justified and one is simply only a disappointment. Friends, once and for all, you bring children into the world voluntarily, they can't do anything for it and need protection and care and actually cost money (don't know any that come into the world with full pockets). That was your decision, voluntarily. However, we children are definitely not obliged to wipe your ass when you can no longer stand on your feet, it does not work that way! Even if you think you can generate a permanent bad conscience, we don't owe you anything. On the contrary! That's not what Christian values mean. So, enough therapy for today, and now I indulge my urge for freedom, if I already have to take a vacation, then I can also spend it far away from the TV, the head cinema, the argument and my comfortable couch......In this sense, see you tomorrow!