Friday, 5 July 2013

Who the fuck does she think she is?

So far I have a flight, language class, a checklist and a large dose of self doubt. 

The last few days have been so full of hope and possiblity. And now I feel like I'm back to square one again. That ever so friendly voice in inside  is reminding that I'm fucking nothing.

A chasm has opened up in my stomach and isn't going away.  Berlin feels like a bad idea. Life feels like a bad idea.

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