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295/365 Do you know the feeling looking into the eyes of people you don't know thinking about what they might think? What they might think what kind of person you are and if you're happy? Maybe you look like a happy person but you're not.
Sometimes I think when I'm with you that this is not my world even if I want to belong there. But I can't. And I could try a thousand times but this won't ever fit. This fact makes me sad. And I don't want to be lost in the crowd of people who know what they want. Who jostle you to reach their aims. Sometimes I feel lost. Like lost in a crowd.
That's exactly how I feld today walking through the crowd of people in Düsseldorf while visiting the Japan Day.