Monday, 26 August 2013

Where do i go from here?









Feeling completely lost. Something tells me that this is a good thing. Sitting under a bridge (was writing in a notepad at the time) in Mockern Brucke, Berlin.

It is true what they say, that getting lost will help you find your way.
But, boy you don't know how terrifying it is. 
Exciting. 
Scary.
Thrilling. 
Like a good old horror movie.
Leaving family, friends and the place you grew up in, is one thing, but having to adjust in another country whose language you don't know, is beyond words.

Having to find a job.

Looking for place to stay.
Searching for friendly face to see 
at the end of the day.

And here i am sitting by myself under a bridge/railway for the underground line, beside a river at 19:48, writing my thoughts. And it's kinda nice. 

I guess i really need to spend some time in solitude.
Everything changed. The way i see things. I believe this is called metaphysics "The metaphysician attempts to clarify the fundamental notions by which people understand the world, e.g., existenceobjects and their propertiesspace and timecause and effect, and possibility"

Well it's like being a different person. And i welcome it with all my heart.


Where do i go from here? I have no idea. 

That's the beauty of it. 
And the horror. Oh the HORROR!
I walked in the city in the most infamous neighborhoods, as if to try my luck.
I don't get all the negative online comments about these neighborhoods.  So what if there are many immigrants here? So what if the pavement has sometimes dog shit. So what?  Fucking upper class cunts.
So i walked. And i walked again. Until my feet were begging me to stop.
It's wonderful not knowing where you're going but going anyway. 
It's like life. There's no reason for going with it but you do it anyway.

Getting lost in the city. Great. i guess the next best thing is to get lost in the wilderness, which i WILL do one day. The ultimate challenge, to prove yourself that you are a human being.



There was this guy at the pub where i work, who gave me this little paper boat, on my first day on the job. What a discrete and sweet move to make someone feel welcome. Thank you.

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