can't move. don't wanna move.

i'm getting worked up about sth that's gonna come in two years and while i know tis stupid and one should seize the day, huh? i simply cannot bear to move again. i don't wanna move. punkt.
it's been bothering me for a while now, can't seem to shake it off.
i'm not sure i like vienna, i don't, but i cannot move.
i miss frankfurt, loads, but i don't even wanna move back there.
nuff said
been actually thinkin lots of frankfurt, and not sure what i miss exactly, but mostly i miss saturdays with marion and justus and going out dancing and that little square eiserne hand X weberstr and not sure what else, but missing it a lot.
on a brighter side, am getting a lil better. started walking everywhere (movement! yay!) and drinking kukicha tea and sticking refrigerated spoons onto my eyelids.



and i bought the whole vitamin E range and a new pillow (hirse!). and a wake up light. you see, been getting really desperate.

highligh of today: TODDLA T on radio 1 and maki for dinner