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may: inner compass.

whenever i venture out into the woods i intentionally leave all route finding devices in the car or at home. my mobile phone is not internet compatible, i sometimes take it with me, but often i also forget it. i'm aware that this is a bit careless of me, just in case of an emergency it would be extremely handy, but you know what? i never get lost. i have some kind of compass within my brain that always shows me the way back to the starting point. oftentimes when my companions were in total despair about never finding the way back i would literally insist on my inner guts and even scream at my peeps to trust me, because i 'had the feeling' ( very trusting, i know ) that this way might be the right way. i then proceed to walk on and leave everyone behind, until they panic so much that they run after me and start trusting me because there is no other option.
and the best thing about this always is that i guide them back safely to where we came from. even in places i've never been to before. i must say that i love this little superpower of mine. i don't love it, though, if the people with me are not trusting me. because my brain knows that i'm on the right way, but how can you explain them that your knowing is just something you sense? it is interesting, though, how technology disturbed people's senses when it comes to things like that. many people need a navigation system even for the tiniest things, whereas i just open my eyes, read signs and notice markings, remembering them, searching for them and then just easily finding my way whereever i want to be. plus, there's always this inner compass feeling, the 'it must be here, because it feels like the right direction' feeling. 
to be honest, i would like to have this sense in everyday life as well, especially when it comes to work-related things. wouldn't it be fantastic if i knew what kind of decision to make, and sensing an on and off-feeling before you have to decide? because when it's about work or relationships my inner compass is totally mute and silent, therefore i panic a lot about whether i've took the right path or just followed the wrong one all along. well, you can't have everything, right?

new shiny shoes!

plant shadows on wood.

i received a new filter at the beginning of the month and until now i'm quite pleased with it. there a lushness in the colours now that i missed before i had a filter. i made a little walk through the inner city of wiesbaden to try it out. the city hall.


on one of my famous 'without navigation' walks through the woods somewhere near hofgut georgenthal.


wood stool gathering.

i love places like this so much. meadows and orchard-like clearings.

someone neatly stacked cut wood.

it's like a wooden wall.

little cyprus spurge blossoms.


a fly enjoying a sunbath on a common broom.

returning to the car. it is a pleasure for me to walk without any direction in mind, but to still return back to where i came from. i always feel so capable whenever i am out and about, even though i am so inapt in other ( more important ) things in my life. walking gives me a good feeling, and it blows away the bad & uncomely problems of my life - even if it is just for a short time.

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