Today I woke up waiting for a phonecall about the job I will probably be doing. I want to start asap and it makes me anxious that I have to wait. I got a call in the afternoon to tell me that they were enthousiastic abt me working there but needed to wait to confirm the date for a test day. Whatever. I worked on spraying tshirts and ‘mousepad calligraphy’ like you see here. I wanted to go swimming but there were too many people, I was also going to go to Ghent but vale and enri didnt respond so I returned home and worked out. These days all the news from Isreal, Gaza, Lebanon, Iran is really weighing on my conciousness. I also have to think about how Daria must feel. It must be so terrible. Yesterday I talked a bit about this with my mother. I am beginning to feel it is all too much, that even the lowest threshold of news and information we receive in the contemporary world, is far beyond our capacity for how much we actually evolved to receive. It is so schizofrenic. Feeling all this pain of what is happening to people but not feeling the capacity to actively care, it makes me so angry also because this plays into the hands those who benefit from it. But if I really begin to care and take full responsibility for this care, there is no end to the dark places it will drag me into because there are just too much. Is the way people lived for hundreds and thousands of years, -just caring and being mindful of what was happening in their enviroment- becoming too big a luxury? Or a social taboo ? I donkt know