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A FIRST FOR EVERYTHING: NAMIBIA & THE PERFECT MORNING AFTER.

Lucky for me I already wrote my post about highlights of 2014, because on New Year’s Eve I could not find anything even Facebook likeable, because I was/am sick and I’m feeling sorry for myself. Mind you, as I also hate New Year’s Eve with a passion. Funny enough everybody seems to say they hate New Year’s. Yet most people who say they do are also people who will still find themselves last minute shopping for a new, probably sparkly outfit (what is it with sparkly outfits on New Year’s Eve??) and spending a fortune to be at some fancy party. Or they will at least find themselves in a room full of people they don’t really like, eating fondue. While I can’t even put my finger on why I dislike it so much, this year I had decided to finally be brave and officially skip it. Then I got sick and this was my perfect reason to hate it a bit more and stay at home watching Friends reruns. But after an always overrated …

DAYDREAMING LIKE A HAPPY DREAMER.

I’m a big daydreamer. Daydreaming is wonderful. When I was younger I dreamed about guys and about becoming a musical star, Broadway was calling my name and that’s how Daniel Craig would find out about and subsequently fall in love with me. That dream came to an end when I didn’t make the audition for the trial semester at an acting school in Hamburg. But when I read an article about F.I.T. in New York two years later, my daydreaming took another turn and I gratefully learned that sometimes dreaming does lead to dreams coming true. Today, with Daniel being off the market, my daydreaming seems to evolve around travel and foreign places. They aren’t really plans for the future anymore, but more little escapes from reality. On the days when Hamburg is too grey my mind will wonder into the sun and when a chicken bus in the middle of nowhere is too hot and humid to bear I will fantasize of German trains and their cleanliness. Nah, scratch that, I don’t think I …