This summer it will be bread&books

This summer I will be hanging on to bread and books. My life has become reduced to this. Like the old anarchist who doesn’t have life savings left. I never realised that when I was dreaming about this situation. It could actually happen.

Two bread meals a day with jam and to keep myself busy I will have to read and walk. I bought a lot of books the last years and this is now keeping me active. And bread is keeping my stomac far from empthy.

It’s a way of life when you want to live for intelectual activity. You have to pay it one way or the other; I chose to eat bread and jam two times a day. Maybe likewise I can travel again, which is now far from realistic.

At the down of youth, you turn into a person that was once idealized, but you don’t see the romance of that. Because things are becoming real. Walking, reading and two bread meals a day. Makes a fine story to tell.

Still comfortable and iconic, but not the way it should be…