Here und now

After being fucked over in World Cup qualification by our old mates France, I’ve decided to take a 4 day break in the city of love. Ah, Berlin.

After making a tit of myself on national radio by going on Today FM and answering questions on Germany, I won the concilation prize of two flights to any Aer Lingus destination in Deutschland. Given the year that’s in it, we couldn’t go anywhere but Berlin.

We were in Florida and New York since I last wrote, but I’ve been the shittest ODer ever and I should be spanked for not writing about it.

In the meantime, I need to write to distract myself from my sweat-provoking need to pee. The bus is swaying quite a bit, which doesn’t help.

I’m not sure what to do with my OD anymore. It’s obvious I’m shit at this; despite being here almost a decade, I can’t write on even a monthly basis. Getting a sexy new phone with a slidey-out keyboard don’t much help either.

And I don’t feel the need anymore. It’s funny, when everything’s fine, I don’t need this place. I worry a lot, but not in a real way. And without that, I don’t need OD.

But I love reading people here, so I can’t imagine fully letting go.

ok, this need to pee is immense. I’m gonna hop off asap.

Thanks for listening 🙂