Exactly a week ago I was in Florence (Italy) under blue skies and scorching sunshine. It is Monday in Berlin again, and the weekend was
Now there is a title I never expected to write even in my wildest dreams. When I decided to visit Siena, there were a lot
It was significantly past 11:00pm on Friday night when I decided to book a train to Siena the next morning and spend the day there.
Yellow has never been my colour, not even my favourite colour, unlike a cousin of mine, who basically wore only yellow and would buy everything
of fighting, of struggling, of worrying, of uncertainty, of insecurity, of the pain, of the frustration, of the lies, of the secrets, of the half
My favourite German poet is Rainer Maria Rilke for many reasons, one being the depth of emotion brilliantly composed in the simple words. His style