I am in the circle

So this is my first blogpost in our new world. I am not sure yet, how I will perform. You are better in this word game, but I prepared already a strategy. I will put pictures everywhere to balance out my poor writing skills.

So here is the first one:

Technically one would say that is a pretty boring photo, and you dont see anything. Well this is the south entrance of potsdam. After I left you today I really wanted to go cycling. So I started to cycle in th Grunewald from top to bottom and then just continued. I saw a sign which said Postdam 8km, I thought 'Oh Potsdam, I have never been there' Only 5 mins later I realised that we went there 3 weeks ago or 4 weeks ago. I remembered that this is the city we broke up in. The moment when you broke up with me felt super unreal. 

You know what I thought about the place where we broke up? It reminded me of the boo "Andorra" of Max Frisch. Do you know it? In the book there are some village inhabitants who constantly paint the houses white from the outside for some sort of national Feestje. I cant remember the whole story anmore, but the whole village tried to hide something horrble and the symbol for this was to paint the outside of the houses. 

Anyway something made me want to cycle to potsdam. I arrived in the city and wanted to go to the square and look at the place where we broke up, but somthing happened and I had a flat tire, just in front of a petrol station. I had to change the tube and got so annoyed with this day, that I just cycled back.

This day was again very "unruhig" and I am super unsatisfied with everything.

So this it for now. 

I miss you