and the rest is your imagination


With each passing day he faded more and more, also becoming increasingly silent. His powerful laughter had changed, joy showed itself in his face only by a slight twitching of the corners of his mouth. Tears had dried up in him, he could not express sadness. His face seemed almost petrified. He should not stand out or even become a burden. He became inconspicuous, almost invisible to everyone else. Until the fear of attention had finally completely dissolved him.


Mit jedem Tag verblasste er mehr, auch verstummte er zunehmend. Sein kraftvolles Lachen hatte sich verändert, Freude zeigte sich in seinem Gesicht nur noch durch ein leichtes Zucken der Mundwinkel. Tränen waren in ihm vertrocknet, Traurigkeit konnte er nicht ausdrücken. Seine Miene wirkte nahezu versteinert. Er sollte bloß nicht auffallen oder sogar zur Last fallen. Er wurde unscheinbar Phone Number Trace , ja nahezu unsichtbar für alle anderen. Bis die Angst vor der Aufmerksamkeit ihn schließlich vollkommen aufgelöst hatte.

and the rest is your imagination


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Based in Berlin I write and draw about my everyday impressions and thoughts. I earn my living as a head of content, planning digital communication for e-commerce and inspiring people to achieve their goals.