People are flakes. Like flakes that just don’t stick. Correction, SOME people are flakes, and those are the ones I want to avoid orbiting around and them around me too. But this s not what I am writing about as a topic. I am here just to write because I have not really let my thoughts in writing here in a while and it’s all overdue.
The past month was eventful. When is my life NOT eventful really? I guess living in Ghana was such a quite time in life that I really in that moment did not realize how hectic the outside aka “western” world really is. It is a hassle to be in this sort of fast paste grind. Too fast, too heartless, too self-absorbed, too judgmental, with too many choices, everything is replaceable, and everything is replaceable too. That’s what it feels like at least. Anyway, I lost my train of thought from too many pauses in the day so this post after all ends at that. Already a little over two months (with an escape) back in Berlin. Life is a journey.