January 31

Today is my last day at my beautiful, cozy apartment on Malabia... As an "almost still romantic" I am quite sad to leave it... as I was packing "my life" into the three suitcases I have now, i realized once more that possessions are of no importance to human kind. I dont know why I like holding on to every little thing. Maybe I am scared that my mind will play me tricks and one day I will end up forgetting everything that mattered. than those possessions will keep me alive and as "me".

~time to finish packing and wait for the landlord...