Im Unterstreichmodus benutzen.
Wir laufen vorbei an vier Polizeiwagen, die eine Demo von fünfzig Mann bewachen.
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.
“Where is my boun boun?” This phrase bobbed up in my head when searching for my wallet and an intuitive word for wallet was born, all right.
I went up the stairs. Everything was hopelessly gray: the concrete stairs, the old walls, the sky through the window, the street, the building opposite. Only one of the balconies was framed by a big, fat red bush of geranium. I thought I should ring their bell and tell them how happy their flowers made […]
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 […]
On our way to the Botanical garden in Dahlem, we passed an avenue with twenty-five oak trees showering ripe acorns. As by wonder we don’t get hit. It’s a lucky commemoration of the German reunification!
Some people make big eyes when reading my stories and ask if I was taking drugs to write them. I say yes: Lots of sleep. But honestly I just use the everyday madness and fragments of my dreams as a pool for ideas. My mouse squeaks when I scroll and I wash some of the […]
On my bike, I saw it was open: the fuel cap of a taxi next to me at the traffic light. I clicked it close. Alarmed by the sound the taxi driver looked at me a little frightened. But when I waved my hand and moved my lips to show him that I just closed […]
Romy, you have a new connection request from Dhanabasalan Sisovadilumbalasubramananiam. Well, that rings the not-a-real-person-but-spam-alarm.