“I’m free, I remind myself.
Like the clouds floating across the sky.
I’m all by myself, totally free.” – Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
An uncoordinated stream of thoughts, voices, desires, dream, fantasies, plans and expectations is flooding my mind. It’s hard for me to answer such questions, since I tend to do things thoroughly. I could, for example, tell you what literally makes me move – think of sports or travelling; trekking by bike or on foot. Adventures. I could also dig a little deeper and ask my self what my motive is to move at all or what makes me move in life…