Maybe I'm best characterised by the cliche of northern german people, meaning not making too much words, being very calm, being patient, trusting, non-superficial, honest, and completely clueless about carnival.

I am somehow complicated in unimportant details, for instance I strongly dislike appearing on a photo (tough task to find photos of myself for the profile). Yet I enjoy leaving people as they are, and understanding and coping with other peoples' complicatedness. Life would be boring otherwise.

To be continued...

Living.

Meaning - sorted by net time spent - work first of all (which is not so bad as the current job not only pays my rent and bread but is most of the time source of joy), meaning taking my time for the small things, meaning music/movies/books (see below), meaning travelling near and far.

Orthogonally in no special order, meaning learning, meaning bicycles (for commuting, fun, travelling - not to be confused with sports, people who commute/fun-ride/travel by car also don't see themselves doing motorsports), meaning taking walks (in particular instead of buses), meaning friends, ...

Listening. Being patient. Sorting things out. Worrying. Leaving people as they are.

No idea. Maybe I should start asking people.

Music: if there's an acoustic or electrical guitar, a voice I like, and sensible lyrics, chances are high that I like it. But there are CDs on my shelf which sport none of these. Live music is great. Last CDs: Kid Kopphausen, Max Herre, Maximo Park, Amy Macdonald, Kettcar, Nada Surf, Long Distance Calling. Last concerts: Achim Reichel (ja, nun), Linsey Alexander, Ed Sheeran (draussen am Zaun), Stoppok, Clueso, Anna Ternheim, Gisbert zu Knyphausen, ... Maike Rosa Vogel, Element of Crime, Anne Clark, ...

Movies: I'm at the cinema once a week in average, yet very seldom in the big -maxes and -plexes for big Hollywood productions. Particularly interested in German films, documentories, international independent. All time favourite director Woody Allen. Last movies: For Ellen, Life of Pi (great), Hannah Arendt (so many cigarettes), Paradies Liebe, Der Geschmack von Rost und Knochen, Süßes Gift, Oh Boy (2012 favourite), Skyfall, Angel's Share (love the scottish accent), ... Der letzte schöne Herbsttag, ...

Books: difficult to characterise. Last ones: Frank Schulz - Onno Viets und der Irre vom Kiez, Emily Ruete - Memoiren einer arabischen Prinzessin, Ian Rankin - Another Man's Grave; Angela Sommer-Bodenburg - Annas Nächtebuch, Uwe Tellkamp - Der Turm; Sibylle Berg - Der Mann schláft.

- 2013-01-23

Ach, how strong is "never". But without tea in the morning would be hard, and without bicycles, without language/speaking/wording, without friends, without being able to say "one needn't do anything" ("man muss gar nichts"), without sun.

everything and nothing.

I enjoy not to think about anything at all; whenever I manage to do so, that is.

Being registered at another "dating site" I can't help getting the feeling that I'm too complicated for that site's audience but way too ordinary for okc. Still need to decide whether I'm supposed to be sad or happy about that ("find ich das denn gut oder gar nicht so toll")...

you feel the impulse to do so. Or if you would wish to be messaged by me - I'm still practising "proactive" messages.

I like naturalness in the widest sense (including food, clothing, nature as such, appearance, ...), self-consciousness (maybe main okc-question for me: I don't want to make somebody "whole"), humour (at best weird senses), people who from time to time hear from others to be "strange" yet don't see any reason for that (if you see a reason, also fine with me)...