There seems to be a current bag trend in Berlin and everywhere else in our western world. It is not about the bag itself, it´s about the content. The more inside and the more it weighs, the more attention it gets. Or vice versa? This trend is about “my life has no deep true sense” or “I have to find my chi or at least something which makes my life more interesting” or “I´m absolutely nothing (!) as long as I don´t find anybody to marry me” or “oh my god, I have to go to a therapist to fight my gummie bear addiction”.

Besides my assumption that this trend is about luxury (problems) in an overfed society, I understand these questions of life. Totally. I´m solving them right now (the gummie bear thing). But why not consider it as a first step towards a new life instead of carrying it as a painfully heavy bag? Don´t keep it all life long. Lock it up behind the bars, concentrate on yourself and fucking do whatever you gotta do.

This might scare you too much? I´m scared everyday. But it´s getting better, cause now that I have decided to drop the bag, I am about to get lighter. Okay, let´s say: I hope.
And I´m so happy with it. Of course my theory of breaking with every habit and finding my inspiration through the `new´ doesn´t really work. Plus I had too much party on the weekend. But I´m still trying. I attended a pole dance workshop at a dancing studio on Monday. Was so much fun! Now everything hurts of course.

Gotta write now, my protagonist is knocking already.