4.24 - Berlin

The Prater Biergarten: Sunset. First sun all day. Still early, the garden, packed with tables, is thin with people. I'm confused with what to do. The idea of going on to France, having grown closer, no longer holds the same appeal. Learning new cities can be both exciting and exhausting. The culture and affordability of berlin are quite appealing to this wanna-be writer looking for a home. There arent too many jobs here, but the realities of our digital age make place-specific employment seem a little less integral. Three small girls, in red and pink, swing on a makeshift swing out the corner of my right eye's distance. Clouds swallow up the sun. I finish my beer and walk home.