Lifestyle: This is why I love freelancing

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I love my job and especially my independence. For me there is nothing better than writing (I can’t do much more ;)) When the alarm clock rings, I look forward to the day and when I go to bed in the evening, I look forward to the next one. And I mean that absolutely seriously! Why it makes me so happy and why I can only recommend it to everyone reading this article.
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Thoughts: Spilled wine

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How many of my thoughts are just spilled wine? Promises of a future that became stains. They will always be there for me to remember who I was and the life I aspired. They come from a time where I used to think how much I had already accomplished. My young mind was impossible to break down, happiness was always present due to the promise of time. I looked to days to come like constellations high above in the night sky. What is there to find out? How long would it take me to get there? How small was I compared to them, how big can I grow? Continue reading “Thoughts: Spilled wine”

Thoughts: I’m naive and I’m fine with it.

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I’m naive. Very much. I didn’t notice that before, because I could blame it on my age. There it was still justified. Childlike carelessness. “Yes well, she’s still 17, she’s still learning that,” they said at the time. Meanwhile I’m 27 and it hasn’t got any better. Their head shaking. Always the same. And then there’s this slightly suggested smile and this: “Sweet.”
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Fiction: The Voyager Part I

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Everything is ready for lift off. Starry sky, the air is dry, a slight hot breeze promised us comfort against the heat but it never delivered. The time is 11pm, an August night. I’m at the top of antenna hill. The gateway to heaven. I can see the entire world merging with the stars. The one’s falling wave at me one last time as they disappear into to the dark.

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Lifestyle: Freelancing – Our 5 biggest learnings

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Some are already doing it, some still dream about it. Life as a freelancer.
Some will ask: But isn’t it the case that all you have to do all the time is work and run after annoying clients? Or is it just chilling at the pool and the biggest worry is when to get the next cocktail? Continue reading “Lifestyle: Freelancing – Our 5 biggest learnings”

Thoughts: In the middle of nowhere – Why are we so lost?

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But who is making all the decisions at the end of the day?

“I don’t know what I want to do yet, not when, not how.” This is one of the most frequent sentences I’ve heard in Berlin when it comes to partnerships, work or life. “Maybe it’s better if we see where things go , what comes up, and then we’ll figure everything out “. It all sounds plausible, to let things happen and taking them as they come. So effortless and simple. But who is making all the decisions at the end of the day?

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Fiction: Moonchild

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Tonight I can’t see my mother. Her tears fall on the ground. Knee deep mud on the road. I wish I could tell her to stop. Her pain only makes the walk harder. Her dim light shows me the way in front of me. But not today. I walk blind through this unknown road, paved to prevent me to reach far. The drops slap my face and scream me to fail. I can’t. Continue reading “Fiction: Moonchild”

Fiction: Monkey town

becky-phan-23122-unsplashI travel light. All I want to carry is my own weight. All the stuff that I could bring with me would just bend my back and prevent me to look straight ahead. Another reason is time. I’m too excited to start my transformation to be worried about mundane things, like what clothes to wear or if I have a certain type of food to eat. Just let me run. Continue reading “Fiction: Monkey town”