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Walking and hiking

Redundant

I stay in this rather romantic and beautiful hotel Schloss Eberstein to work with Mark Schaevers on a collection of my letters, which should be published later this year.
Mr. Schaevers who invited me in 2000 to to write every week a letter to somebody for the Belgian magazine Humo is a great fan of walking and hiking.
Tonight we walked in the dark through the woods back from the village to the hotel.
I must admit that this is not a bad place to work on a collection of letters, and to decide where a footnote should be added and where the footnote is redundant.


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I'm writing letters too these days. Long letters, to all the people who play a part of any importance in my life. They will never be published, but are importanted to me anyhow.

Only, I'm doing this from a tiny room in Slotervaart - a part of Amsterdam wich gives you the feeling not only your footnote might be redundant. The neighbourhoud is not the worst, tough: my flatmates are. And their conversations, televisonsets, bathroom noises - all of wich the soundwaves reach my room undistorted.

I'm not asking for sympathy. I'm just asking god for a quiet studio appartment.
@Noa, personally I like the tone of this blog. It's comforting to realize that I'm not the only commentator out there who has nothing much to say.
Tess
Offering comfort to people like you is one of the objectives of this site. And please don’t forget there is nothingness with style and there is nothingness without style – and then there is the profound nothingness that enriches us so much more than good food. The remark that one has nothing to say is often just an excuse for lazyness.
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Tess, I think I know what issue Noa would really like to discuss: her very own individual crisis. I don't think she cares for books in Poland, actually.
And yes, I'd like to know what caused her crisis.
Arnon, point taken. But sometimes I just get really tired. How do you protect yourself against exhaustion?
@Noa
No offence, but I saw 4 people (+ Arnon) reacting to the Polish Book Question. Are they nobodies? Even my cat is somebody, if you take a closer look besides navel-gazing.
@Gazpacho: are you in Slotervaart hospital? If so: I'll drop by as I'm there a lot. I could read Tirza to you, if you like.
@Johannes: you really despise outspoken women don't you? Would it help you digest my presence if I confide in you that I'm a man? Please keep it out little secret though, I really want to mud-wrestle. Knowing you'll be watching and possibly even taking pictures is highly arousing.
Dear Noa, actually I don't know if I like outspoken women or not, but I know I like some intelligence, at least a spark. I'll forgive you for drawing conclusions too quick.
And I care for lonely people, and your comment to Gazpacho confirmed my suspicion that you are very lonely.
If you are a man, why do you have a rare female name, or is it a pseudonym, maybe of that slimy Gerard Jansen, or even Gazpacho? And why do you close an e-mail (I read it via the link you added) with 'Ms. Noa Ferenga'?
One last question, what's so arousing about me watching you when you are mud wrestling?
@Arnon and Mark S.
A collection of the letters of Humo: great! I'm looking forward to it.
Where /how do you start? It must be quite a job.
Do you choose the letters to dead people, to people who wished they
had never been born, to the ones who didn't want to speak to you again
afterwards , ex-(girl)friends, or ... ??
Can I make a request? Please select the letters to your godson.
Enjoy the footnotes and walks and hikes.
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PS Noa, I regret the fact that I suggested you are in fact Gerard Jansen - some readers of this blog may know him, he was a male brainless bimbo - it's not possible to change the comments on this blog, so even as it was meant to be a joke I apologise to you on forehand. It didn't make any sense also, it was a no-brainer. I guess I didn't like the fact you suggested I despise outspokeness in women. In others words: you hurt me.
@ Johannes, not to worry, I thought it was funny and you had me wondering who on earth that guy was.
Noa, so far for my personal crisis - as you may have noticed I as a socially crippled have a habit of taking things too serious, as I couldn't grasp the joke you made about the mud wrestling.
Maybe we can discuss the point that you were trying to make about this blog and the commentators, because I like the fact that not everyone jumps in to react on politics, banned books in Poland etc. etc.
It's sometimes nice to read when for example Jan Thys is sipping is coffee. I think that's nothing to be hysteric about.
And it's also hard to determine what issues (of the 'bigger' ones) are more important than other issues.