I wound up in Berlin, where I have now been for a few days and have accomplished very little in terms of sight seeing, deep thinking, or even resting up. I'm at a tough point in my traveling when seeing new things doesn't feel as... new, as it used to. As a result I'm getting a little worn and haggered in strictly mental ways (yes mom, I'm still brushing my teeth and occasionally taking a shower), but I'm resolutely not letting this set back my attitude. So what if I'm in Berlin on a Saturday night and decide I just want to stay in? Sure, it's a crime against humanity not to take advantage of perhaps one of the best night lifes in the world, but if I don't feel like it, and I don't have anyone to share it with, nor the motivation to find someone, the to hell with it. I'll not be made to feel bad about a choice I could just as easily have made the other way to my own misery.
so that's what I've been doing: not much.
Luckily, doing little rarely keeps me from having much to talk about, so I'll be getting more blogs up shortly.
As always, thanks for your patience and patronage.
Cheers,
Weber (on the Lamb)
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