Given I often sleep in random people’s homes, I was slightly taken-aback yet honoured that my presence had such intrinsic value for the host.
What if I never find another boot that inspires me to write nigh on 1000 words in one sitting? Is that even healthy? How much pain is too much pain?
And it is why I found myself in a club at 3 am with 15 German guys, none of whose name I knew, existentialist philosophy book in hand, talking about Hitler’s birthday.
In contrast to the number of cars, Bremerhaven doesn’t tend to receive too many visitors. But, it is home to a fantastic Emigration Museum.
“What it sounds like,” he started, “is that Starbucks is your current home.”
It is my hope that this new approach will lead to a greater sense of balance in all aspects of my life and for all sides of my personality. And will make the answer to “why” just as relevant as the day-to-day answers of “where”, “what”, “who”.