In the past years, I was always looking for reasons to go away, off on some sort of exploring route or adventure. For the first time, however, I also found what makes me want to “stay”, and not just forever “go”.
It’s that time of the year again. The time that marks the end of a period in your life, and the start of a new one. A better one, you always hope. And my hopes have rarely been higher than this time around.
A mix of awe and sadness grew into me, as I spent a day in the big Tierpark (zoo) in Berlin.
Last week, my girlfriend and I moved to a new flat. There’s more space here, and room to breathe. We found a surprise, however, just outside the window of our living room.
Getting old is some nasty business. Yesterday, Feb. 22nd, I turned 26 years old. It feels weird to be in the second half of my twenties, and I believe it’s only going to get weirder and weirder over the years. It’s not about just time going by, it’s more about realizing you are actually an … Continue reading Twenty-six