After seeing my midwife yesterday I took a long walk through the Jewish cemetary in Prenzlauer Berg in the rain, breathing in cold, wet air and jumping over puddles. It was so lovely and peaceful, I forgot everything around me, collecting boy’s names from the tombstones (yes, I know I am weird) and searching for snails roused by the weather.
When I walked back I got tangled in thoughts and oversaw a barrier on Schönhauser Allee. Before I knew it I lay flat on the street, having hit my thigh, elbow, hand and umbrella. I’m hurt and bruised all over, and stayed a bit whiny all day (no worries, mini-me’s just fine).
All photos: Carolin Weinkopf via iPhone