Two days ago I had my most Italian experience up to date. My (second out of three) train arrived at Milano train-station 15 minutes late. Having lived in Germany, I am no stranger to run to the train connection. So,…
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Magdeburg revisited
My morning mood slowly leaves me, as through the soles of my feet, and I change back from the Mr. Hide that defines me after disturbed sleep, into the Dr. Jekyll I feel like most of the day. Helping is…
Closet racism
Being ‘elsewhere’ rather often I have the privilege to meet people from all over the world on a regular basis. Despite enjoying this immensely, I immediately categorise these people into two different categories; nice people and racist jerks. Occasionally I…
Cribs: The hobbit hole
In old folklore, cold iron was thought to hold the power to repel fae. Underlying idea was that the human forged iron was no longer ‘of nature’ and was therefore a weapon against the old spirits. Throughout history it was…
Canoodling knödel
The cable car took us steadily higher and higher up the mountain. The view was spectacular on one of these last-days-of-summer. Showing guests around I too got to see the city from above for the first time. The new…
Du-du-du-du-da-da-desperate
Merging with my eardrum is my new favorite song (BRONCHO – Class Historian). It makes me so ridiculously happy it is beyond silly. I concur: ’til now I’m doing great doing well is pretty vague Happiness is currently…
Homeless in Bolzano
Once again the sun shines over the mountain ridge. It is a beautiful day and after a couple of days of rain, my skin immediately reacts to the radiation, leaving a blushing band over my cheeks. Sitting on the balcony…
The journey continues
Germany lay behind me as the train once more heads down south. For the first day in weeks I feel I have a moment to breath. The past week too many things were on my plate. Mind occupied, I did…
Touch wood
You know that feeling when everything is changing and you know everything is going to be alright? I am not entirely there yet. Avoiding doing anything really useful I instead started on unfinished-business I planned already last summer: A…
Pixar and mental illness
“Crying helps me slow down and obsess over the weight of life’s problems.” – Sadness Watching the latest Pixar masterpiece – “Inside out”, I found myself almost dying of laughter. The core idea: in your brain lives five little characters…