#thesilenceofmemories — Public Fediverse posts

Many hours later many miles southwest and finding oneself in that strange yet familiar balance, a fast and noisy week behind and still reconnected to the silence of the valley and its hills within winks of eyes. December weeks december lights and for just a few moment, time feels like passing slower out here until one realizes the years that went by, the age of the tapes on the shelf, the handwritten covers faded with too many small and big cycles of the sun, the scent and warmth of all these summers still somehow hidden within these walls, the clay, the straw, the wood. Relating. Belonging. Carrying stories around, and unfinished pictures in most of them. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are.

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Schließlich Asphalt der vertrauten letzten Meilen unter den Reifen. Keine Linien, enge Piste, links, rechts Wald, der schon herbstlich anmutet und deutlich bessere Zeiten gesehen hat. Kein Gegenverkehr, der letzte Bus fuhr vor Stunden, und um diese Zeit kommt man bestenfalls an, um diese Zeit bricht man nicht mehr auf. Ein Gedenkstein mit obskurem Schmuck, eine Industrieruine hinter rostendem Maschendrahtzaun, ein morscher Wegweiser. Mittelgebirge fern der Stadt. Zu spät für Abendsonne.

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