One More Goodbye

Today was my last day at home for a really long time. It started out pretty good, my brother K called me and asked if I wanted to meet up for some coffee around noon. Sure thing, I said and we met at the baguette joint around the corner. It's been a million years since we've last seen each other. Since he moved to Vienna to work and study he didn't make it home too often, and I never made it to Austria, even though I had promised to drop by for a visit someday. So today we met here and had a long due talk over lunch and some coffee, so refreshing.

In the afternoon I worked a bit and also tried to make sense of my room, which was a proper mess. Then Tobs rang me up and we met in the late afternoon for some coffee as well. Simon was back from Bonn, too, and we met at the same baguette place where I had met K before. I didn't mind, because it's seriously one of the few places around where you can just be, without getting stressed out about this town. I should really try to do something about my disaffection about this place. I mean, it's home, for Christ's sakes, a place you should always be glad to come back to.

In the evening my brother left for the Netherlands again and it made me a little sad to see him go. Today just had too many good-byes. After dinner I started packing and I once more realized how much rubbish I'm not able to get rid of. Someday I'll be back in Germany for a longer period of time, have my own crib again, and then I'd be sorry if I didn't have it anymore. I finished packing at around two and my room was acceptably clean by four. I know I'm gonna come back every once in a while, but still, I don't want to come back to a room that looks like shit.