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Sunday, 21
maybe i wrote about this before because the incident comes to my mind frequently.
several years ago i had an informal meeting with one of my professors from South Africa teaching ethnomusicology - David Coplan. he said he believed that a lot of people would attend his funeral - a lot of people mourning when he was dead but being jealous as long as he was alive (author's note). i understand David Bowie why he didn't want a funeral.

Thursday, 18

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it was Thursday in the morning at the shop in the art shop ,art produce by Mimi my boss happy morning a too all friend an preparing for the new house of culture in tintinto for more development in art .an to no more about culture //all artiste are invited with a big smile
Ous Cham
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Sunday, 14
wow - i feel much better. almost healthy. but something is missing. depressions are coming back here and then and i cannot find out why. that's what my shrink told me back in the days; depressions, sadness happen here and then. normal. but when there is no reason to find - kind of general feeling of desperation - you should be alarmed. people are nice to me. everybody welcomes me in the gambia. so what is my problem?

Sunday, 7
since weather changed in november i've been suffering from some kind of sickness. seems to be an allergy. that is what they say, my doctor says. coughing, rhinitis, sore throat. nothing tastes. my body is feeling weak. the dust, they say. at the same time we've had problems with our water pump since months. sometimes no water for several days. at the same time the building of my house is going very slow. plan for finishing was october. now it will be march. inshallah. my teaching of the arts is taking mass of energy. i feel like i reached point zero. nothing goes. new land issues again. anyway, after all they leave me in peace as i've developed already. and i am the one who did most by now. that is how they say. and at the same time i considered a coming out concerning my relationship. not in terms of homosexuality but inadequacy of age. society doesn't really like it as building a family is the gold standard. even me myself i find it difficult to dewarp. as a consequence we are still in the closet.







Tuesday, 2
i want to write more this year.