drain pipe hotel, austria

i want to stay in a place like this. like a suffocating, tight, dark space. not for too long. long enough
for me to not be able to breathe, then step out in the open, then appreciate the open space i have.

open spaces scare me.

i don't know if i have mentioned it before, but i have constant queer feelings of an too big things
and too small things.... a very weird feeling just like, for example, ....... can't think of examples.

so, open spaces are the best. they represent free, freedom, never endingness, infinity, and
sometimes, depending on my mood, hopefulness or hopelessness.
it makes me small, insignificant.
when i stare into the sky at night, i think of the other much-bigger-than-sun-stars.
about the solar system, the galaxy, the universe, and then me.

but i'm insignificant, yet i am someone. right?
i exist in this world, and have made a difference in a few peoples lives.

and i shall stop because this is too much for me. i started this post out of pure want of trying out the
drain pipe hotel, and it led to..... seemingly intellectual talk. key word, seemingly.
bah, humbug.