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  • Why didn't we like Berlin anymore? Was this the place of our broken dreams? When we arrived, everything seemed possible, because we were too busy marveling at what we didn't know. This becoming a new normality, all that was left was pure, raw life, with its joys and its struggles, but all constantly surrounded by a thick chaos, that made us either blissfully distracted or completely overwhelmed.
  • Casually hangin' out in a communist/virtual reality chair.
  • Joys of freelancer life: tuesday mornings reading in bed. - Just devoured this book by @elizabeth_gilbert_writer . To all creatives out there, this book is a jewel of optimism and light-heartedness. The main lessons I drew from it: - Success doesn't matter. Living an interesting and exciting life does. Creativity can help you with that. - Write/create for the simple purpose of your own enjoyment, not to help humanity or become a full-time creator one day - it might never happen. - Keep your day job. Give up the idea that you're not a real artist unless you art pays the bills. - Don't identify too much with your work. You're only the little worker who brings an idea to life. You can make sure the work is done. Whether the idea is good or bad? That's not really up to you anymore. A liberating idea, if you ask me.
  • Saturday morning with @thisispattismith Poetic and humble as always. - "Leur histoire ne pouvait de résoudre, uniquement s'effilocher. Une histoire ayant la puissance intrinsèque d'un mythe. Une histoire qui se retournait sur elle-même, ne laissant qu'une transparence, leur lit un nuage âcre, sur lequel ils s'accouplaient brutalement, puis flottaient. À quel moment le coeur cesse-t-il d'être quelque chose de beau et de fidèle pour se décentrer, tomber légèrement de guingois, puis être poussé vers un vide obsessionnel ?" - "Je réalise que les jeunes gens ont l'air beau quand ils dorment et que les vieux, comme moi, ont l'air mort." - "Une écrivaine qui n'écrit pas va parler écriture avec des journalistes. Tu parles d'une Madame Je-sais-tout, me réprimandé-je. Je reprenes un café noir et un bol de myrtilles."
  • Hoping to remember this NYE (unlike last one) #lifegoals Happy New Year!!!