from the depths of a winter that is now passed.just a short reflection on kosovo, since a call came from there today: i must say the loneliest moment i have had so far was standing alone on the balcony of the krasniqi's, freezing my tush off as 2007 came to an end, and the randomly exploding fireworks gathered into a storm above prishtina in the first few minutes of 2008. yes, at that point i asked myself: what the hell am i doing here?
existence is trifling sometimes. it's too large and amorphous a concept to grasp, and individually, too minuscule to be significant. maybe in mother earth there is something to be found-- maybe that's why i like the natural history museum despite the stuffed, glazy eyed does and stick wielding cave men (sweet lord, i need to get out of the city before the subway rats become my definition of flower and fauna)... or maybe it's the liters of coffee i just drank that seems to be sending my head spinning into oblivion. in any case, krenar, this one's for you. may we always be able to roam around on camel backs and find refuge in yurts for weeks without electronic devices save for cameras. you also owe me a trip to prizren because i'd like to see the qavka fly above the minarets.
