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We left the apartment yesterday. It felt surreal. I couldn't believe it... After the packing madness, the new suitcase, the zipping, the miscellaneous things... I was melancholic. This was my home, this and Paris. And now I am leaving for what seems like a long long time. To places far and fantastic. But still far.

And now I am in Berlin, the former divided city. And I am under the weather. Cough and throat hurts. First since I came to Europe. It's not terrible but I don't want it to get worse.

Day 1 in Berlin: arrived at my hostel in a trishaw, went into the bar in my pyjamas and slippers on ladies' night- damn hotstuff.

Anyway. I think what makes me sad about leaving Paris is also the fact that I'll be a full-time wanderer, nowhere really to rest. It's a tiring realisation. I sigh.

I guess it's the being sick. But I really wish my boyfriend was here, to hug it all away.

Time to see Berlin. I am excited. I am flippant, aren't I. Haha. I was just waxing lyrical about having a home in Paris and feeling sad about leaving it. Fickle, fickle.


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