berliner

I would say, that I am disappointed. Nothing new to feed off from, Suri being as distant as she is as slurps the bowl of Pho somewhere near Alexanderplatz, determined to hide me or impose her need for silence as my own as well (not true). After all, what else does Berlin has to offer?

Packaged in black and white, I am so tired of this. I’ve determined that my wanting is only wanting for something and someone unattainable, and every other effort or attempt is futile and goes to shit. While all I need to do is a simple ask, but even that seems a bit too much.

Anyway, Denmark beckons.