Sometimes I wish I had the courage to leave everything behind me. To sell all my belongings. To keep only a good jacket, good shoes, a small recorder and a passport. No obligations, no bills, no office, no lab, no meetings, no agenda, no plans. To leave everything and to observe everything I can. To memorize odors, landscapes, conversations; to live, maybe to search for something.
And there is a little man in myself who tells me “Go”. But there is a bigger big little man in myself who tells me “don’t go”. And the little man is hopeless. And I don’t go. And I am dreaming of having a bigger “Go” little man, much bigger and stronger than my actual big little man. And I am wondering how big this “Go” little man must be in adventurous hearts, so that you have the courage to put your life on hold and to “Go”.