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Jahnstr. #1

Sperrmüll on the street

It’s Monday, Mondays I have no obligations

The Autobahn is evenly busy

I lose my concentration at a point where my ears freeze but realize it only when the walk is over

I take the usual route

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Jahnstr. #2

I’m very attached to my self today

It’s difficult to get over it

Barking dog called ”Irina”

Snow

Empty beer bottle

Honking car

Cold feet

A man looking out of the window, smoking

The same honking car

Music distantly

Sperrmüll

The honking car passes me

I take the usual route

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Jahnstr. #3

I have too many bags and I’m in a hurry

A slight rain 

Sperrmüll still outside

Birds

Some men are watching me from a van

I feel nervous and fast

This morning I heard people leaving for work, scratching the ice out of their cars

It sounded like an accidental concert in my dream

I take the usual route

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Jahnstr. #4

It’s raining, I don’t want to write much today

Friday, gray, quite warm

I decide to take a longer walk in order to clear my mind

I wonder if this is a consequent practice

At what point does a practice turn inconsequent

I take the usual route because I forget to turn to the unusual route

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Tolkkistentie #1

I start the excercise mentally a bit late

Two guys walk past me from the opposite direction

I get afraid but why

Maybe it has to do with my feminine looks

Cars, sun

An older man passes me, I think I’ve met him in a forest years ago: he talked to me about the energy of storms

I thought this walk would have been more tedious

Shoes on an electric wire, I feel better than yesterday

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Tolkkistentie #2

I start the excercise at an early point today, right after the zebra crossing

I’m feeling a bit spaced out

A man rides a bike past me, he listens to music from a speaker

A small amount of cars

A bus passes, I haven’t ridden a bus here

I hear a sound of a snow mobile from far away

I’m really slow, my hands are cold

This feels difficult today

I have an urge to quit

An older man stops me and asks what kind of human am I

I feel slightly puzzled

He then proceeds to ask if I have cigarettes

Unfortunately I quit some years ago

I wish him a nice day

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Tolkkistentie #3

I’m writing down a memory of a walk I did today

It was sunny, about -15 degrees

I started after the zebra crossing, almost went somewhere else before that

I guess I didn’t feel like doing it

I saw a colourfully dressed lady, who was wearing big sunglasses

She rode her bike past me

I had to think of spring and its colours

At one point I stopped and closed my eyes as the sun shone on my face

I listened how it was to stand there and hear the cars

Opened my eyes, the light poles had snow on one side

The fields covered with snow made little waves

I turned right onto a smaller path because I wanted to break my routine

Then I began to sing an improvised song about having missed the sun:

”I’ve been missing the sun for so long, a few hours of light in Dezember,

I’m going to move to the South, where I can see green, where the light burns my face,

where my toes don’t freeze in the mornings”

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Jahnstr. #5

I’m back home

Decided to go for a walk because I feel sad for reasons I’m not quite sure of

There is some waste from the fireworks on the street and also some old books that are wet

It’s quite silent but I can hear the Autobahn

Someone is taking trash out, I’m walking slowly

I’ve been more concentrated on writing than experiencing my surroundings

It’s difficult to find a balance

I mindfully take the unusual route

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Head #1

I thought about doing the walk today

Went outside and rejected the idea

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Jahnstr. #6

It’s an early January morning

I hear birds singing somewhere near me

The Autobahn is loud

The Hausmeister passes me by car

Someone has drawn hearts on a snowy car’s bonnet

The sun rays are reaching the street through the spaces between the buildings

I hear a bird’s song I don’t recognize

I’m not feeling sad today

I take the usual route

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Jahnstr #7

I did the walk today

Hands full of groceries

Someone had dropped their organic waste on the street: clementines, maroons, something chamomile-like and so on

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Head #2

I didn’t do the walk today

However, as I opened my journal, a dream from last night came to my mind

I dreamt I had completed my journal already

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Jahnstr. #8

It’s Sunday

I start right from the top of the road

I can hear some kids playing in the yard

A ventilator, Autobahn, birds

The temperature is finally getting warmer

Someone has left a chair on the street

Vacuuming on the higher Etagen

Einkaufswagen, did someone move out

A lot of trash outside of the trash bins

A Christmas tree, maybe two

In the middle of the street I turn right in order to go home