staring at the morning sun watched the sun tear itself off the horizon. it was shy and just a dark red glow at first, then a bright orange, now just an incredibly bright fireball. a pigeon walked on the edge casting a happy shadow onto the folds of the fabric in the window. my eyelid alien hatched yesterday afternoon. it was right in the middle of a meeting. i had to leave the room to remove some debris. the story continues, slowly, with my vision blurred slightly and me being as tired as it gets. my father managed to dismantle parts of the apartment already, fixing things, making some other things shine others are just noted as odd, unusual, bizarre. my mother was a bit shocked that things here are about "three times as expensive as in germany" and it took some explaining that there are some stores here that look like supermarkets but are just fancy tourist traps. now i just have to guide her to places that are about a third of german prices. hmm... let me think where i could find such places. the sun is hiding behind a much too small cloud just about now. i will have to get going again. no matter how tired i am. the temperatures have seriously dropped in new york. this should be the sign that the best season is here. i will soon leave for my father's birthday expedition. i am collecting some songs from his favorite years. this will be the soundtrack of our trip. maybe a very brief nap would be a very good idea to give in to just about now. can't be late for another meeting. starting soon. oh dear. pigeon is long gone.