These past few days I’ve been feeling really open, like too open almost, everything is rushing in. I can barely keep up. Like my entire periphery has decided to join the foreground.
It reminds me of when you stay up all night to the morning with your lover or remaining party stragglers and you’re exhausted, but revved. Then you have to go out and order a huge stack of pancakes to bring you back down to earth.
One more night.
30 Days to Berlin 