http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/index.html The sorrows of a young man in the city, being a palimpsest of Goethe's Werther. 2003-10-14T19:54:03Z en-US http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_10_14_index.html#106616113943524620 It's terrible. My energy completely replaced by apathy. I can't just sit there and relax my mind, but I also can't get anything done. I don't have any imagination, sense of beauty, sense of anything. Even this blog starts to disgust me. If you don't feel Philipp Lenssen 2003-10-14T19:52:19Z http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_10_14_index.html#106616059382762760 There's no use reaching out for her at night when I wake up from a nightmare, sweating. There's no use trying to find her lying in my bed in the morning, when I just dreamed sitting next to her outside a cafe, talking to her, hugging her, kissing her. I f Philipp Lenssen 2003-10-14T19:43:13Z http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_09_09_index.html#106313688363414029 Is it possible that what made you happy turns into the source of greatest pain? The complete and warm feeling for nature and everything that was getting into me, filling me with a lot of pleasure, lifting to heaven everything surrounding me... it's now Philipp Lenssen 2003-09-09T19:48:03Z http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_09_02_index.html#106252556603809179 For sure, if we wouldn't be loved we wouldn't be needed on this world. I can feel Jennifer would really hate to lose me. And the kids always want me to return. Today I was supposed to fix Jenn's computer, but the kids wanted me to tell them a story. I mak Philipp Lenssen 2003-09-02T17:59:26Z http://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_08_28_index.html#106209675541286757 Indeed Michael is one of the best on this planet. Something weird happened yesterday. I met him to say good-bye, 'cause I wanted to drive to the mountains (that's where I'm writing from now). So I was walking up and down in his room and I noticed he had a Philipp Lenssen 2003-08-28T18:52:35Z