The Clouds of Berlin I

At 3 pm today, my brain insisted that the only thought it would emit from now on took the shape of “Bweeeeeeeeeeeep”. This was naturally the best state of mind to go searching for a park I had seen maybe twice from different subways. It had all started so innocently.

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A look through a window at Berlin Westkreuz.

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For once, Berlin wasn’t cold and I was overdressed.

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Silver shimmer on the wall.

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Bweeeeeeeeeeeep.

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I didn’t want to go home after meeting a friend. Looking for that park seemed such an excellent idea. I was convinced I knew where it was. So I went where I assumed it would be.

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Trees, but no park. Or no entrance to the park.

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One of many doors.

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Bülowstraße subway station and I have no idea how I ended up there.

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It’s very pretty in its Berlin art deco way.

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Very tiny moon.

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Taking a different road home after a bus ride during which I could only blankly stare at people.

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Sunset approaching.

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I risked my life for this tree.

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Clouds. The clouds of Berlin.

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That cloud is dirty, I thought.

I think I spent a few hours in my crocodile brain today. Bweeeeeeeeeeeep.

(Avoid being sleep deprived. Take naps. Take care.)

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