It was a feat of strength. Clearing out the apartment, moving with friends, putting things into storage, reorienting myself before a new chapter begins. Leaving the familiar, breaking the status quo, doing what is important and right without making compromises. But that also means suffering and inflicting wounds, breaking things and planting something new. Strange only that some friends are going through something similar. After Covid, the world is different. We no longer want to live as we did before.…
When I was a teenager, I had lost my heart to someone who lived in Rome. I traveled to the eternal city, without money, without a plan; it was meant to be a surprise. That went somewhat wrong. We ate a pizza together; otherwise I had a lot of time to myself. On one of the hills, I spent many hours looking into the sky. I thought about Einstein. What else. Everything else seemed too banal. There, for the first…
