Suggested soundtrack: Beach House – Myth, Chromatics – I’m on fire For the first time in a long time it feels like I’m swimming with the stream, not against it. Floating effortlessly. Due to broken chains and freedom found, or…
Category: Me time
London, life, luck
I took a left turn on the street straight into a theatre, having no idea of what I was getting myself into. The crowds outside told me it had potential and hungry for substance, I decided to feed the soul…
A cabin in the woods
Tucked in between an overpriced ski resort and the hills and valleys of the Dolomites, there were five of us: myself, a car and three arborists. I was down with a minor flu, the car was jammed one foot deep…
Geronimo!
There are some moments that if you have not experienced them you have not yet truly lived. One of them can, with a bit of imagination, be described roughly as follows: Minding your own business you stand on the…
Truth and blatant lies, and Cheers! to tell the difference
(note to self: the censored, second version) Like a dam bursting, the drapery falls from the theatre of delusion. Raw and exposed I look onto the scene so long hidden, perplexed at the complexity of the nothingness before me. The…
Twinkle twinkle little rooster
Outside a rooster has gone completely mental, and it is 6.30 – in the evening. (Update: Rooster is still of questionable soundness at 23.27…) I am sitting on a wonderful balcony in a shady hotel on Cyprus. Being on a work conference,…
London business boogie
Once again back in Germany after Easter in Sweden and four days in London. In that state of clarity that follows from a filled schedule and sleep deprivation I gather my thoughts on the academic networking session during the last…
“Tuff tuff”, says the train into the uncertain
(Written on no-Internet Friday morning) Yesterday evening as I entered the apartment after a day of productive work (I have absolutely no time for not being productive anymore) I was completely love-bombarded! On top of me a furry, little monster…
The dirty-clothes vs. half-read-book war – Or simply spring cleaning
Yesterday I made the argument that the most interesting thing that happened recently in my life is the addition of a bookshelf in my room. Let me fill you in. For months my room had been in a state of…
The emotional liar
I have come to love going by train. Currently sitting in an old train cabin I look through the rain stained windows. Trains has become one of these few places where I get the chance to really think. There is…