A Dialogue With K

When I was little around five I think, every afternoon my mother would tell us a story about nature, animals and other stuff. I knew that she wants us to go to sleep so that she could wash our clothes without being distracted by our afternoon playtime. It would only be appropriate of course if the rules should be a 'Story - Milk - Sleep'. One afternoon, ...

It reads: Dear KnOizKi, Thank you for your letter! It's always wonderful to hear from you. I've been checking my lists and I'm happy to see that you are on my Nice list this year. I'm very proud of you. I always like visiting Hong Kong each Christmas because there are so many good boys and girls who live there. I see that you would like an iMac for Christmas. ...

My style, originally uploaded by: M.Gruber When we meet people or get into a new relationship, we start putting all these repressive restrictions on ourselves. I can't have my feelings. Can't have my wants and needs. Can't have my history. Can't do the things I want, or say what I need to say. I turn into this repressed, perfectionist robot, instead of being who I am: me. Sometimes, our instinctive ...