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It was like a gut punch. Now I had been dreaming, hoping, gritting my teeth and then something like this comes along and not only makes me even more isolated, but adds a huge addition of real danger. In those five years, of course, the disease has progressed, I've gained new things, which now made it almost completely impossible for me to travel alone, at least for now.  And, of course, others traveled, met again - they always had, but now more, because one had to make up for the lost years…without me, because, to be honest, you don't travel to have more obligations, you travel to avoid having any, to have a break from everyday life and having someone with you who you (perhaps) have to pay attention to...I can understand that that doesn’t go together well, even if I don't like it. I stopped dreaming, hoping, I started the process of accepting that this was another loss, focusing on what was possible, the little things every day…which in reality is a bs fortune cookie quote.  

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Written by Charlie on 2025-01-16 at 17:11

As some of you might have noticed, my photos over the past few days were of more urban character, than the usual lakes and rolling hills. It was something I didn't think I'd get to experience like that again in my life. The last 10 years have been a constant uphill battle. Getting back on my feet, literally and figuratively. What drove me? My dream of finally being able to travel. Not for work, not to be there for anyone, because I had done that a lot before I became ill, but just for myself. To see, to experience what I had only seen in pictures, heard stories about. I had already tightened the dream - a lot was not going to be able to go, so while I fussed, dreamed and mourned over what I had lost, there was also always anxiety breathing down my neck, that this was in vain, that something would happen to put a stop to it, that the race against the progression of the disease would be lost. By the end of 2019, I had recovered enough to travel again....with a safety net, but still...and then came the pandemic. As a person at risk and not responding to either the vaccine or medication, if I were to become infected, the danger of Covid became a constant companion and still is. I probably won’t die from it, but there's no telling how sick I could get...

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Written by Charlie on 2025-01-14 at 16:17

Silhouette #smartphonepic

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Written by Charlie on 2025-01-14 at 08:49

Coffee, headset, eyes closed...a little brake...

NP: Public Memory - The Lane

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=tE7rClLrx1o&si=80Su_NRt6lBUnY_Z

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Written by Charlie on 2025-01-12 at 14:42

Looking up while a baroque ensemble and choir played Bach during a Sunday service. The acoustics of the church made the music surround you, and you found yourself in the midst of the back and forth of the violins, oboe, clarinet, and choir. And when the organ began to play, you could feel the vibrations travelling through your body.

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