mon 26 nov 2012 00:48:59 — witte de withstraat
the feeling of i can't help
twice today i had the feeling of i wish i could do something but can't think of what to do to help.
george's cat that ran away. ran further away the closer he came. i can't help.
shortly before midnight, jon escorted micky to the second-last tram 17 so she would not miss her train back to hoorn. but after she got on, he realized he had sent her on the 17 toward osdorp, not toward centraal. a simple binary mistake, but at that hour might mean she would not get a train back to hoorn. so i tried to phone her at a bulgarian mobile number. no answer. tried again. no answer. then realized: shit, there is nothing i can do to help right now.
there are plenty of people i can't help, who are unknown and far away beyond my reach. it's a bit more bothersome when the person is here in town and you can't reach them for reasons of ignorance. like not having the right telecom.