Berlin. I came in my mid 20s ,I’m still in mid 20s , I’ve been here only 8 months 🤣
I experience the worst winter in years but now it’s summer and suddenly everything feels easier.
Now I’m drinking my coffee, windows open and 60s music blasting from my bright orange jbl.
I haven’t fingered out anything, I just trying to enjoy the moment , this feeling right now that I’m writing this in my couch, watching the trees dancing with the wind . And suddenly I’m thinking ‘will I make it in Berlin ?’
This question always fucks my mind. I try to believe to myself and I do , I really do but sometimes I’m getting lost , so many informations comes everyday and you don’t know how to manage them, but at the end I’m always gonna make it .
I’m gonna cry I’m gonna bitchy about it but I’m gonna make it . The wrong (for some people) or the right way.
But at the end i always make it
And that’s what makes me who i am.
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