So far I have a flight, language class, a checklist and a large dose of self doubt.
The last few days have been so full of hope and possiblity. And now I feel like I'm back to square one again. That ever so friendly voice in inside is reminding that I'm fucking nothing.
A chasm has opened up in my stomach and isn't going away. Berlin feels like a bad idea. Life feels like a bad idea.
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