Travelling the Aegean Sea

Whenever I stumble over this picture I so agree to it. It shows my place that I take in each moment. I walk through my life with this expression, the observer, I guess. Open to anything that will build up in front of my eyes. Curious, but always a bit besides the action. Observing from the background, sinking into my own narratives. No point of telling before it is their time, though. The observations are just there. With me. They pile up. Contented. Contemporary. Mostly without being judged either. Just all impressions and thoughts together serving as my personal picture of a world that I spin on within. Make it better for myself. Write about it just sometimes, little glimpses of different views. Take it or leave it. It is not my point. I observe, take ideas, form an opinion, compare them with other observations. I listen. Sometimes a story forms up. Sometimes I write it down. Just sometimes I talk. Sometimes I sign petitions and sometimes I have the chance to vote. Sometimes changes are made. One has to know where, when and how to make an impact.