Back from vacation, I am struck by Berlin winter. To be warm, I pep up my recently purchased in style robe coat with my old jacket underneath. In the 3 degrees outside I start sweating and smile to myself: This cocoon around me is a little Thailand – a souvenir called sweating.
From now on, this blog will be fed a little less regularly. I find it hard to resist that habit to blog everyday after having blogged 1287 times in almost three years (December 2012), but I want to spread my energy differently. :) See you soon here again. Von jetzt an wird dieser Blog etwas unregelmäßiger […]
I was born and grew up in Uganda. No, not Uganda in Africa. Uganda in Gerfrica. Of course, this might sound strange to you, because Uganda is also a country in East Africa. Nevertheless, it was also a little village in a country called Gerfrica. Most of you haven’t heard of this country before, because it […]
My neighbour is listening to Techno music and I type my stories to his beat.
“On the balcony.” “Aah a lightning…” “Where is the thunder? 1,2,3,…10, it’s so far.” “…Another one there.” “But where is the rain?” “Probably it’s shy it can’t do it while we are watching.” “Lol.”
«They really hold these flyers in your face.» «Not far off that they stickpunch them on your breast.«
Berlin pool, crowded. Diving board waves and toys in my face. People sticking to the edges like mussels to the rocks.Slalom swimming, water splashing, spitting, feet hitting, A long black hair first winds itself around my right wrist, then another one around my left one, just to get stuck in the wristband key. The weirdest part of it all is […]
Living in other people’s homes is meeting its owners in a peculiar way. It can be confronting, at times, when having other people’s spiffing wedding pictures smile at you from the fridge door, when you are looking for milk.
«Oh, my eyes….» «Well, bio onions still make you cry.»
I saw the swans, they snabled their food with their necks synchronised. I saw the swans the next day, they snabled their food mirrored.