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Called the real estate guy and told him I wouldn't take the apartment.

*sigh* *sighsighsigh*

Am I stupid? There's another one I'd be interested in the 18th district, but the woman still living there is on an easter vacation and will only be back on the 13th.

Note to self: don't get your hopes up again - you'll bound to be disappointed.

It's just I wish this stupid apartment-search were over already. Except that obviously I'm doing my best to prolong it & most likely will end up staying here anyway.

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Hated the movie with an angry passion, but god! I love that song. Not necessarily agree with it, but it's wonderful nevertheless....


I've seen it all, I've seen the dark
I've seen the brightness in one little spark.
I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,
And that is enough, to want more would be greed.
I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be
I've seen it all - there is no more to see!

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Almost forgot over the apartment drama...

Sunday: Stimmungimpressionismus exhibition in the Belvedere with my sister; nothing exactly spectacular, but I really liked many of the paintings, especially Tina Blau's. Maybe I'm growing sentimental in my old age, but there's a kind of connection looking at a painting of a landscape you actually know, that in some ways is maybe more satisfactory than all those French gardens, however beautifully painted...

We had breakfast at Starbuck's before, not necessarily to be repeated (again) any time soon. Or, ever. Tasty blueberry muffins, but the atmosphere is really too clinical. (Very nice, if not exactly over-comfortable, chairs in a deep shade of violet, however. Just my colour...)

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... No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence - that which makes its truth, its meaning - its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream - alone...

[from Joseph Conrad's, Heart of Darkness, which I'm currently reading]

I'd like to believe that this isn't true, or at least not wholly true...