pictures café november, collage me.sometimes I feel the need to just stop, lean back and have a look at what is my life.
tonight , I´m just home from a friend, I preferred a glass of wine and the candle lit apartment over going out and crazy.
the moment was right to fill in the online application for my performance test in literature studies.
for as long as I know I wanted to be a writer and the loop way that was the management studies I had started (and quickly quit) last year only confirmed that.
when I am overlooking the year I am so excited with all the great times, oppurtunities and small moments that are to come. everyone always worries about the little peeves and mishaps they fear in the future, so isn´t it just as reasonable to be anticipated about the amazingness that is down pat for us?
being at the treshold is something that leaves a lot of people disorientated but to me it is a feeling of great power as the change that happens to my life is what I will make of it.
now that my way leads towards the next destination, I feel I know exactly what there is to do:
1. the coming months will be filled with lecture as to inspire and provide me with thought-provoking impulses for the essay that is part of my performance test.
2. I´ve got two interviews next week, for internships at a publishing house and a press agency that will go with me throughout the summer and give me new insights in literary work.
3. we´re on the cusp of summer time, time of unlimited freedom. bare legs, wine, sitting on the lawn eating strawberries, coffee and bird songs on early saturday mornings, short skirts and late night cigarettes, braided hair and wild dancing.
4. I love my moleskin because it gently organizes me.
5. a friend randomly said it this evening and I couldn´t put the words better because I just think it´s true:
the best is yet to come.
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