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Schreiben also. Schreiben \u00fcber das Leben, die Momente, die Gedanken, die man festh\u00e4lt, weil man sie nie wieder gehen lassen m\u00f6chte. Schreiben also. Schreiben \u00fcber die Zeit, die manchmal angehalten werden will. Schreiben \u00fcber die sch\u00f6nen Dinge im Leben, die ewig dauern sollen. Schreiben \u00fcber das, was einen bewegt. Schreiben \u00fcber die kleinen Dinge im Leben, die die gro\u00dfen l\u00e4ngst \u00fcberholt haben.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Schreiben also. <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Es schreibt ein Kind der Neunziger Jahre, eine Briefeschreiberin, Postkartenschreiberin und  Postkartenbekommerin. Es schreibt eine, die VW Cabrios f\u00fcr die sch\u00f6nste Autos der Welt h\u00e4lt, und es  schreibt eine, die einmal dar\u00fcber schreiben m\u00f6chte, wie es wohl ist, wenn man quer durch Europa  f\u00e4hrt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Die Momente festhalten. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Momente, die so zauberhaft sind, dass sie sich ins Herz eingebrannt haben. Momente, die wehtun.  Schreiben \u00fcber die Momente, die einen fast zerrei\u00dfen und die Gedanken auf- und abh\u00fcpfen lassen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Die sch\u00f6nen Dinge sch\u00e4tzen.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Die Zeit mit Freunden, die Zeit f\u00fcrs Schreiben, Begeisterung, Faszination, Staunen.\u00a0Obsession, Lachen, Liebe. Kleine Weltph\u00e4nomene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Die kleinen Dinge lieben. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Glitzersticker, Schokolade, Kakao, Tee, Regen, Notizb\u00fccher, Musik,  Nachmittage in Wiener Kaffeeh\u00e4usern, Kuschelsocken, Lieblingskissen, Kekse, Kinopopcorn, H\u00e4nde, die einen halten, den Moment lieben, wo einem der Atem stockt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gedanken festhalten.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Architekt spielen mit den Worten, Wortbaustein f\u00fcr Wortbaustein \u00fcbereinander bauen; Gedankenkonstrukte wahr werden lassen. Seine eigene Skyline bauen. St\u00e4dte bauen, voll Erinnerung und Zukunft, voller Tatendrang  eine Welt erschaffen – wenn auch nur f\u00fcr den Moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\/\/For lovely english speaking human beings:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love. Loving life, moments, thoughts, so strong that they should never go away. Some love for the time, which should be stopped sometimes. I love the tiny little things in life, they are beautiful and I hope they last forever. I like to love, because these tiny little things overtook the big ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I like to hold on on moments.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Moments, which can be so charming and overwhelming, annealed in my heart. Moments can also be hurting sometimes and I like to write about because they tug at my heartsstrings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am able to appreciate these tiny little things.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I appreciate spending time with my friends together, I appreciate spending time on writing and I get really enthuastic in my writing process. I like to get fascinated, I like to stunning, I like to be a little bit obsessed, i like to laugh. I am really into little small world experiments.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I love these tiny little things so much.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here\u00b4s a little list of: Stickers with glitter, chocolate, hot chocolate, tea, rain, notebooks, music, afternoons in these fascinating viennese caf\u00e9s, fluffy socks, pillows, cookies, popcorn in cinemas, some hands who really like to hold me and moments, that are breathtaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I love to keep my mind.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I really like to play with words as if I am a architect. Words are the same as brickets for me and so I build one on the other. I like to build constructs and finally have a wonderful skyline. I like to build cities in my mind full of my past and my future. I am tending to build a new world full of beans \u2013 but sometimes I am doing this just for one moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Schreiben also. Schreiben \u00fcber das Leben, die Momente, die Gedanken, die man festh\u00e4lt, weil man sie nie wieder gehen lassen m\u00f6chte. Schreiben also. Schreiben \u00fcber die Zeit, die manchmal angehalten werden will. Schreiben \u00fcber die sch\u00f6nen Dinge im Leben, die ewig dauern sollen. Schreiben \u00fcber das, was einen bewegt. Schreiben \u00fcber die kleinen Dinge im […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-9","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P7jUiv-9","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8098,"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9\/revisions\/8098"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/katkaesk.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}