You know when you feel like everything makes sense;

you're clear about who you are,

what you want from life,

what you believe in,

what you feel,

and then something happens and all that is swept away,

and nothing makes sense anymore:

you're out of control,

in

free fall.

With no idea where you're headed.

And no way to control it.

No option but to let gravity do its thing.

That's how I feel right now.

The only problem is,

I don't have the free falling feeling of a parachutist.

I have the free falling feeling of an astronaut.

Who let go.

Things I Love

In 'The History Boys', Alan Bennett wrote:

"The best moments in reading are when you come across something- a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things- which you had thought special and particular to you. Now here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out and taken yours."

I love that feeling.
It makes me feel like less of a freak.
It reminds me that I am not alone in the world.







I also love:

1. Brand new pots of moisturiser.

2. Long sunny days and blue skies.

3. This cream cheese I have found in Germany. It has herbs and garlic in it, and has a moussey texture. It's delectable. I could eat it every day for dinner. And in fact do, most days. :)

4. Laughing until I cannot breathe.

5. Learning new things.




Spring is coming; days are getting longer, the sun shines most days and the sky is cloudlessly blue.
Last weekend, on our trees, I found tiny leaf buds on the ends of the branches.
Everything is coming back to life.
Life is good. :)

Greetings from the Ghetto

My flat in Munich is in the horriblest part of the city; it is miles from anywhere apart from work and it is full of German pikeys. My flat itself is grotty inside. It has horrible, dirty carpet and poor lighting, and I live with slovenly people. I miss home comforts here so much. I took some photos, but it photographs better than it really is.

Living here makes me even more determined to make millions and live in a Belgravia palace. :)

It's February!

It's February! Woop woop!

I love February! It's not my favourite month, but it's no longer January, and it's shorter than all the other months, which is fine by me.
There's snow on the ground, and I'm going to Subway for lunch. Woo, my life is exciting.

Haha. xx