I think this quote from T.S. Eliot fits perfectly when I think about ‚home‘, or more precisely, ‚Heimat‘. Because ‚home‘ can be everywhere I have lived for some time, home is my flat, the town I am living in right now. Home is the place I come back to after work. But ‚Heimat‘ is the place I was born, the town or village I grew up in.
I’ve once again been to Volkspark Rehberge. Instead of the yellow autumn light I encountered at the last visit, the park was now covered by a wintery snowy blanket. People enjoyed a walk in this winter wonderland, went for a jog, let their dogs play happily in the fluffy snow or enjoyed a sledging down that marvellous hill that’s perfect for this activity.
It seems as if the „bad days“ at work have accumulated in the past weeks. In general I enjoy my work but recently there are a few things that really get to me (mostly the way my superior talks to me and how he treats me) and leave me feeling miserable at the end of the day. Once home I sometimes can’t stop thinking about the phone calls I made or the decisions I took. In my head I analyse the entire day over and over again and I wish this would stop and some of my self confidence would return. Because I am good at what I am doing! So in order to distract myself I often end up on my couch directly after work, too tired and exhausted to do anything else than watch some Netflix or browse pinterest and tumblr. Every day I try to fight that urge. And luckily this week I so far succeeded! (except this Monday where I almost feel asleep and was then woken by phone calls and messages of friends and family because this happened here) Yesterday I went to SO36 to sing Shape Notes with friends and later listen to the performances of […]
It’s the same each year: I either have too many ideas for Christmas gifts or I have zero. 2016 the latter is the case. There are a lot of things that inspire me and that I would like to have for myself but none of these items are really gifts for family and friends. So I’ve spent my past three Saturdays with Christmas gift hunting