Finally there is a time to find a place to sit and coffee. Moreover, there is a PLACE to sit and drink coffee. Yes, the place is crowded and coffee tastes bad, but a least people look stylish and music is not too loud - one can hear his own thoughts and even girls sitting by the neighboring table talking in some weird young peoples slang. This language lesson could become quite educative, but Dr Murks finds it difficult to concentrate as too many thoughts about last days are coming into his mind.
Children, children, children... Happy children, sad children... Smiling children, crying children... Big children, small children... Playing children, noisy children, jumping children, sleeping children... Sisters children, brothers children, friends children... But not my children!
"Children" is the keyword for last few days. Everywhere Dr Murks went to visit there were some children. Thy say: "Come and play with my tolls, Dr Murks!", "I want to jump with you, Dr Murks, and climb up to your shoulders!", "Come to play with cars and planes, Dr Murks!", "Dr Murks, you can play the horse and we are the horsemen!", "Dr Murks, come and see the Moon through grandfathers window!", "Dr Murks, turn the button course I am the morning-porridge cooling machine!" There are many children around and Dr Murks is too kind (or too shy) to say "No" to them. That is why Dr murks find herself often in the situations he would newer dreamed of. sometimes it is exhausting, but he has to admit that most often it just gives so much energy to carry on with everyday life. Just let the bird of inspiration fly!
Dr Murks took the last sip of coffee, but the winter-cloths on and left his chair to the next visitor of Von Krahls Bub.
Children, children, children... Happy children, sad children... Smiling children, crying children... Big children, small children... Playing children, noisy children, jumping children, sleeping children... Sisters children, brothers children, friends children... But not my children!
"Children" is the keyword for last few days. Everywhere Dr Murks went to visit there were some children. Thy say: "Come and play with my tolls, Dr Murks!", "I want to jump with you, Dr Murks, and climb up to your shoulders!", "Come to play with cars and planes, Dr Murks!", "Dr Murks, you can play the horse and we are the horsemen!", "Dr Murks, come and see the Moon through grandfathers window!", "Dr Murks, turn the button course I am the morning-porridge cooling machine!" There are many children around and Dr Murks is too kind (or too shy) to say "No" to them. That is why Dr murks find herself often in the situations he would newer dreamed of. sometimes it is exhausting, but he has to admit that most often it just gives so much energy to carry on with everyday life. Just let the bird of inspiration fly!
Dr Murks took the last sip of coffee, but the winter-cloths on and left his chair to the next visitor of Von Krahls Bub.
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Dr Murks, don't laugh at me, but when you wrote me "sunshine" and now as well I just though - yes! what's what would suit Dr.Murks and herhis African past - becoming a rastaman!
Peace, man!
Say hello to von Krahl from my part, man:)
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