Photo: Carolin Weinkopf

I wish I could find someone or something to pay me a flight to go see the world. Wait, didn't I say I wouldn't get on a plane anymore? Well, here I am. Dreaming myself back to all those moments far away. This cold is eating me up and these people and this city. It should be civil duty for everyone to leave the city, let's say at least once a month, just to generate new desire, new dreams and a glimpse out of that box called routine.