- I know I keep mentioning this but: FRESH BEDCLOTHES. OMG.
- Getting tickets for both Wanda's and Bilderbuch's shows in spring.
- Raspberry shampoo.
- The fact that my tastebuds seem to be changing. I can't eat creamy cake or milk chocolate anymore. It's disgustingly sweet!
- Pretty inappropriate messages from the Norwegian (at first - now I think he's rather annoying).
- Long, solitary walks over the fields.
- Going to the theatre. It's been too long! I saw "Das Interview" at Kleines Theater with Lena. Afterwards we had free drinks and focaccia at Freiraum. And I went to Münchner Kammerspiele ("Das schweigende Mädchen") but as usual sitting there for two hours was rather exhausting.
- Victoriano Valencia's 200 suite for symphonic orchestra. I saw my friend play it at Gasteig in Munich on Sunday. And there I was, thinking I wasn't into classical music.
- Poppyseed ice cream, vegetarian dürüm, banana curry at an Indian fast food place, spinach and pine nut spread. Old-fashioned bread with egg salad and vegetarian sausages. Vitalis muesli with apples and cranberries.
- Cheering myself up on a horrible morning by writing down a text message from F. on an index card. The one in which he said he's sure I'd be an even more amazing person once we see each other again (- and that we will).
- Scratch drawings!
- THE LETTER. Imagine me opening the letter in the hall, reading the first sentence, starting to cry, escaping to the elevator.
- Truffle burgers with Guacamole @Burgerhouse.
- Lexitastic baby dreams, hanging out in the pool, talking about introversion, Russian letters and all the other important things.
- A very déjà-vu, apple fresh hug. Talking to him on the phone for an hour, very honestly. Feeling good about it. Hopeful. With a hint of future drama but damnit, I just wanna be ok NOW.
- Mozart's balls. YO.
- Realising that I've finally managed to scrape some hobbies together! I'm doing yoga, choir and cello classes, I'm going swimming in every free minute. Also, I love taking classes like pilates, Indian cooking or a massage course. I like trying new things. Works wonders for my sloth-like, depressive mentality.
- Martini extra dry.
- Thinking about priorities. Learning about Cyclothymia.
- The Bilderbuch concert at E-Werk in Erlangen.
- Truffled cream cheese. OH MY. Might have a problem (I bought SIX boxes today).
- Friday anticipation! And, well, Friday. Just being together, unexitedly, honestly, having a drink, lying around, thinking about the most beautiful English words. Elobarate breakfast and innocent cuddles because time will tell. And heal all the wounds and everything. Because time is supposedly a motherfuckin' wizard.
- When the blanket still smells like your favourite person on the next day.
- Blissful pain relief.
- After so much work and last minute technical problems (as usual): finally getting it over with my last practical teaching exam. In the end I only got the second best grade but to hell with it, it's over! My topic was Almost Famous by the way. Bloody good movie.
- The day after: Holidays! Starting out in Munich, layover in Rome. We actually managed to find the Colosseum, resisted the selfie-stick vendors, saw the overcrowded Fontana di Trevi, had gelato and took a very adventurous taxi ride back to the train station. Next stop: Marrakech Menara Airport. Boy, what an adventure. The streets are crazy, everybody wants to talk to you, wants you to buy something. After two days we already had enough of the city and rented a car. We went to the Atlantic coast and drove around the Atlas mountains. The day after, we went hot air ballooning and afterwards our crew's Jeep got stuck in a river. I got out of a traffic fine because the policeman wanted to marry me and gave me his phone number instead of a ticket. I loved the view, the fresh juice, talking to locals and practising my French, Majorelle blue, Berber jewellery, all the pretty tiles, the whole MESS of it.
mar 2 2015 ∞
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