Just in case

... I mean ... it seems crazy ... but then again ... it also seems silly not to ...

Uhm, so - just in case ...

You can find me here:

Alemannenstr. 3
70435 Stuttgart
- Germany -


Unless I'm somewhere else. Which depending on the time of day, is ... most of the time.


I mean - if I were to Gaslight myself I'd say that this re-enforces destructive beliefs and is most likely going to get me disappointed or otherwise upset. It's more reasonable to think that this might expose me to dangers - and - then there's whatever weird mix of the two one might conjure up.

Knowing where to find me ... then ... is also ... something one might want to settle between belief/faith, fate and ... anything else but me just ... making it easy. Like so ... just in case.

The thing is - I wouldn't mind were people curious about it - as I'm sure the Villains do anyway - and so, depending on who were to ask I'd even welcome it. And were I in that position, I mean, I hate it when things get unnecessarily complicated. And that's ... that.

So, the only thing that would keep me from this - are my own mental issues. Which do exist. I mean, whether I like it or not, I've cozied up to this idea that ... all of this is pretty much bullshit. I'm practiced in the skill of keeping it out of my life - while still being able to pretty much admit to it. It's usually that people aren't curious enough for that to go much beyond ... the mundane.

In that sense, I would think that if someone cared to find me, they could. And technically I've shared where I live already. And if people didn't get that, then what are the odds that they'd get this? Anyway, 'that' isn't on this site anymore - ... so ... it'd be a bit of a gamble.

I think I could go on ... contemplating over something as mundane as ... this. And sure, maybe it isn't ... mundane. It seems like a pretty big deal. Also is there like ... shame. Shame to admit that ... I do believe ... that it might be necessary. Which I don't really know how to deal with.

Like, starting with whether or not I even believe it. But sure - I do believe ... that my future is outside of whatever I might be making of my life ... in the sense of pursuing some normalcy within the ordinary means as it were. Or I want to. It's either that, or ... that none of this matters, at least not while I still live. That's not to speak of a deathwish - but ... of a lack of knowledge and subsequent curiosity of ... what all this is going to end like. Or well ... "end" like.

Potentially I'm also going to move soon - so - there's that. ANd when I'm there - I may contemplate over these things again. I mean, a part of my mind - and that's been around for years if not decades - would always expect that 'change' around the corner. I'd move in somewhere and wonder: Is this the place? The last one as it were. And before that ... well, whatever.
Some things I just don't like to formulate.
Though it helps sometimes to lean into it - and yet do so.

It might be common. I know I'm not the only one with that particular issue - as, let be some unhappiness with how things are, a desire for something else - be it a conflict with reality, social norms, identity or whatever - so deeply rooted in the conscious or subconscious it commands some portion of ... perhaps the daily routine even. Like, back in the day I'd urge myself to be at home - so - just in case.

I had to learn that I'd have to expect more of people - or ... just didn't have the nerves anymore; And routed my expectations around that.

But now, if you'll excuse me ... it's late and ... stuff. I mean, I have a show to watch, but actually I should stop now - ... uhm ... well. Whatever.


"See ya!" - maybe.