This is a strange time. My mind is racing with thoughts that cancel each other out. What I want to do most is to just live; pack all my things and store them away, go out into the world and write. Go back to Berlin that I miss so terribly despite it being 341 days since I left, it seems so obvious. Why do I want to store myself away in a city I don't like, all alone while it grows darker?......
2 comments:
Åh, jeg får sådan lyst til at sige: bare gør det! Men selvfølgelig er det ikke "bare"...
Håber, du finder en løsning, der gør dig glad!
Tak :) Jeg tror, det er en lyst, jeg må sluge, og så bare få det næste halve år overstået i en fart. Men tak :)
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