Deep down, I’ve had a strong desire to leave and to go places all my life. Being on the run makes me happy, and taking longer than planned rarely stresses but rather inspires me.
I’ve actually always dreamed of being on an overbooked flight to jump up and leave the plane and get a later one. (Still waiting.)
Today I took a long train ride through stormy weather, heavy rain fall and some sun light. I changed trains, stood in hallways, pressed my nosetip against the glass and painted ornaments on the foggy windows. I got picked up by a handsome boy in a red Volvo. I’m in Frankfurt and couldn’t be happier.
Photo: Carolin Weinkopf via iPhone