"Wo ist die - äh, where, I, also-" Shit, shit, scheiße, was auch immer. Listening with one brain, writing with the other, thinking with none at all, maybe it got lost in the missing hour; travelling backwards, watching clouds from the opposite side, feeling the heart's rhythm change nationality.
"We're doing an exercise with obstacles, obstacles, imagine obstacles."
Obstacles, everywhere, every day, every second and you just face them, just do it, everything, do everything, or at least try to and still don't even know what the fucking hell obstacles are.
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