We should be a fast-paced society. All the rushing around all day in order not to miss a deadline. They forget to enjoy life, perhaps on a warm summer afternoon at a sidewalk cafe drinking a latte to go or even ice cream.
My life is different, I Dümpel these words to me and pretend to study as I would. I have enough time to spend money and drink latte and to "enjoy" my life because I do not keep a regular life. I work here and there to get the necessary financial help to get me back to my standard of living who knows God is not high. Probably normal for a 25 year old student in the expensive city of Hamburg. It is always said that the study was the most beautiful time in life. Does that mean that everything is still worse than it already is? Or do I moan at me and even though I am actually doing well? Probably ... And yet it seems to me to be different.
I admire the people around me who make their living care, hobbies and goals. I too have objectives, but which are beyond reach for me and makes me scared. I try to do Hobbies to own and give money on it to realize it. Then things are purchased in one corner and I see them for weeks not to my mind again I want to but what was up. If I use them once and in a fit of creativity to create something, then I look at myself and knock me on the shoulder. Then things disappear from the scene and the performance will be forgotten. I lack the stamina.
this I hate myself. I watch just how my study is going down and I do nothing about it. I am all about. I do not know where the journey goes, and end where I am. In any event, not first in Berlin, as I planned, hoped and wished had. Too bad ...
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