So 6:20 we are getting there. Now I am not shaking I just feel ready for bed
December 9, 2016 § Leave a comment
So 6:20 we are getting there. Now I am not shaking, I just feel ready for bed. This is what getting old means. I think the path of least resistance would be Chez Michelle, Ciro, bus to Lustgarten, back to Zoo, bus to Stuttgarter Platz. We will see how far I actually get. Every time I look out the window I see it has been raining, but still a single drop of rain has yet to fall on my head here in Berlin. I seem to have dodged every shower, unfortunately. The urinals have a photo of the priapic Golden Ilsa statue above, as if taunting us with what we are lacking.