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I took a small break from writing on here consistently. I was contributing more to my substack but didn’t feel overly motivated to share anything here. I’ve learned it’s better not to force these kinds of things and come back when I have something to say.
The weather in Berlin is finally getting nicer. The days are getting longer and the sun is shining consistently. When the winter is as long and dark as it is in Germany you almost forget how much better you feel when the weather is nice. I ordered a new bike and started running outside again. I started putting outfits together again and feeling motivated to leave and stay out of the house. Spring is coming.
So where have I been? Good question.
This past weekend was exactly how I’d choose to spend my time off if I had my way. On Friday night, I went for a four mile run to Tempelhoferfeld. As I finished my run, I saw the sun setting at the end of the runway!! I went back home, decided to stay in, order food and watch Severance. Generally, I took it easy after what felt like a long week. I disconnected and spent some time in my own space.
On Saturday, I woke up earlier than I would on a weekday. I had a cup of coffee in bed while watching Seinfeld on the projector in my room. I walked out to the living room, opened the metal shutters and the windows to let some light and fresh air in the apartment. I made my little yogurt bowl with a vegan skyyr alternative, some blueberries and strawberries, a little granola and a sprinkle of honey on top. The sun was out so Russell and I went for a longer early morning walk and listened to the church bells ringing all throughout the neighborhood. I had a hyrox workout scheduled with my friends (as usual), followed by coffee outside. I came home, took Russell to the park and sat in the sun. Then to finish the night off, we went to Wen Cheng for spicy noodles.
I went upstairs to my brother’s apartment to finally watch Mulholland Drive. I don’t know how I’ve gotten away with not seeing it until now. I have more to say about it but it hit me in a weird place. I told my brother our life in Germany feels like life before the key gets turned. It almost feels idyllic and dreamy, similar to the first half of the movie.

Honestly though, it kind of feels like the opposite. My life was not as nice before and now I’ve transitioned into the more pleasant iteration of that dream sequence. Anyway, the next morning, I woke up early for my cycling class. I came back afterwards, grabbed Russ and went to the park for a coffee. I was in a bit of a weird headspace from the night before but being outside helped quite a bit. It feels like a nice preview of what’s to come in the next few months—something to look forward to.
All of this to say, I’m back to writing here. More essays and thoughts to come.






this song has been on a loop

i feel like my brain is defrosting. more on this later though

one of my favorite fictional characters

this is me and Russ lol

Do you remember the feeling of catching a movie when it was already halfway in on TV? What a beautiful, nostalgic feeling it is to only watch half or 1/3 of a movie. For some reason, HBO has started doing this and I love it. Last night I wasn’t in the mood to commit to anything and I saw they had Mystic Pizza on with 40 minutes left so I jumped on that opportunity.
While I was watching the movie, I started crying which felt ridiculous. Maybe I’m just in the feels recently but seeing New England during the fall, reminiscing on the feeling of working a part-time job with your friends, so on and so forth nearly knocked the wind out of me. I’ve actually visited Mystic, Connecticut and it’s cute. Mystic Pizza is in fact a real place but apparently the pizza is awful (lol).

proof that i’ve visited Mystic!!
Anyway, while I was watching the movie last night I couldn’t help but laugh and point out how ridiculous some of the things taking place in this movie were, as is with any movie from that time. I should also put a disclaimer here to say this isn’t a criticism but more of me showing my respect to the outlandish storylines that appear in 80s/90s romcoms. The fact that Daisy gets irate seeing her boyfriend, a guy she’s been seeing for like two weeks, with another girl which prompts her to dump two containers of fishy sludge water into his Porsche…is insane?? Also, the girl is his sister… lol. His response is like “you gave it full effort and I respect that” and then they hug. In a side plot, Jojo only fools around with Bill and obviously has commitment issues. He drags her by naming his boat “Nympho” in her honor and laughs at her with his friends. Then she steals his truck and they break up, then they get married. All the while, the youngest Kat is listening to Mozart and making out with a 30 year old who’s the father of the little girl she babysits…his wife is also meant to be 30 but looks north of 45. Throughout it all, people in the town love that ‘za and can’t figure out what the mystery spices are. A classic!!
To the point: picking up a movie in the middle is a thing of the past and I’m glad I got to relive that experience again last night. Sisterhood, small town New England, a lil pizza joint, Julia Roberts and a great soundtrack. What more do you need?
don’t think about it too much too much
don’t think about it too much too much
too much too much too much too much too much too much