I know it’s been a bit since I’ve had anything to say, and really… that’s just it. I, for once in my life, don’t have much to say. I flip flop between feeling at ease with my decision – knowing it won’t be easy, but it’s the right thing. And on the other side of that, complete and utter panic and inner chaos. Some days I don’t think it would take much for me to lay in bed drinking wine all day. Oh, wait…
Actually, tonight’s mix is calimocho – red wine/coke. Coke as in soda, coca-cola… not… sniffsniff. It’s a true drink, I promise. Mostly because I was being frugal and judging cheap wine on awesome looking labels. It worked for the french riesling last week. This week… not so much. But it wasn’t a hassle to stop by netto after my 4mile jaunt around town this afternoon to pick up a two liter of coke to help wash it down – we needed TP anyway. Rule number 1.5 (on Gibbs’ list of rules, of this I am certain), you don’t waste wine.
I’m trying to look forward, one thing at a time. I have two trips coming up – the one to the UK is cemented. The one to Poland should be soon. Otherwise I’m trying to figure out what exactly I need to take home with me, and what I can toss/donate. I know I can’t fit everything back in my suitcases, most I can, but i had some books here that need to come back and I don’t think they’ll make it in, weight-wise. So I need to figure out if it’ll be cheaper to spend $100 for a third suitcase, or if I can get the stuff shipped home for cheaper. All comes down to what it weighs.
In an effort to keep myself… happy, not drunk all day, busy… I’ve taken to wandering the streets of Copenhagen (or Søborg), usually with my camera in tow. I’ve been trying to capture the small things I see, the things I want to remember about living here. So… here you are (same as on facebook if you’ve already looked there):