End Fool Zone - Portland, OR
in berlin hanging with friends, wishing i was just back at home at the moment. I’m sick and tired of planning the next step. i guess that means i’m tired of traveling.
but until the next step, here’s to sight seeing and being in the presence of a good friend of mine who i had missed dearly.
here’s also to going to the wall today and to other cool places in berlin. :)
and maybe to getting a phone and some disposable cameras.
Notes To Ex-Lovers, 290.
feel like crying. don’t want to go out on my own because i’m afraid i might miss hanging out with this guy who is my new friend. but if i don’t go out then i’m just staying here waiting for someone who doesn’t know I’m waiting for them.
The anxiety in my body is too fucking much right now.
So I either lost my phone or it got stolen out of my bag while I was being a tourist today. It has a passcode on it so I should be fine with keeping things safe. There is also a lost and found at the place where I lost it so I am going to check there again tonight and tomorrow morning.
But if it’s really truly lost forever then I won’t really be posting on here as much. and i lost all my photos. which is what I’m most sad about. I’m going to Berlin tomorrow, so I will probably get myself a little pay as you go phone there so that I can keep in contact with some people abroad and such.
I’m trying not to panic. I keep going through waves of calm and then waves of panic. But everything should be fine. Fortunately the friend I made here has been really helpful with keeping me calm. Ah, well. It wouldn’t be a good trip without me leaving my mini computer somewhere/getting it stolen, yeah?
and it’s haunting me, but I feel fine.