huh. calendar says 11 days until i move to berlin. yes, with my three enormous suitcases, blah blah, the usual. i remember falling hard for paris because it had all those buttery baked goods & it never even came close to letting me in. then prague has its overwhelming blackened stone & green-gold neither frivolous nor serious thing - but this berlin move is scary. in a 'could this be a city i'm actually about to have a functioning relationship with??' sort of way.
ps - reading alberto manguel's 'the library at night'. it is DOPE.