No post yesterday (bad me... ~giggles~)
Today I got something very interesting: a poem. I used to write those in various places, like during lessons at college or in the train. Each and every of them are my little treasures and today I'd like to share one with you:


Night comes and goes
for longest time
bring hopes and fears
beware of tears
until the morning'll shine.

Shine all day
'til night will come
seeks wisdom and will give me some.

A little Update

When I started writing the little stories I normally carry around me into this blog, it was actually not so much my idea as the one of my friend Yasemin. She inspired me to go on, keep up this "good work" she called it and it gave me the idea to put it up for everyone to read.
Here again I have to excuse myself for any mistakes I make, but seriously you readers out there won't lynch me, as I am not a native speaker. (If somebody wants to though I'll happily decline ~chuckles~)
So a big thanks to you my friend and I hope I keep the "good work" up.
I wish everyone of you out there an amazing day and if you hit that subscribe button, I'll be the happiest person alive.

Email me soon,
Alex

A Coffee-to-go

Sometimes when I see these people on the streets, highly fashionable holding onto their "coffee-to-go", I wonder if that drink's name was not meant like "a coffee you buy on your way as you go" but more a sort of "coffee you buy 'to be able to walk'". A coffee to make you go. 

Now you're probably asking yourself why I would think that way.

It's very simple: Look around you at the passers-by. Don't they look like their plastic mugs of coffee keep them walking? Like it is their way to keep the balance? To me they do. I look into their faces and it is like I see their eyes searching through my gaze, as if they are scared to find a need in mine.  A need for THEIR coffee.

I certainly can assure you, coffee drinkers out there, that I do not want any of your good-smelling but bitter-tasting treasure. To put it in my own words: I drink tea.

And it depends on my mood which sort of tea I make for myself.  

There is no milk I add or a load of sugar to put into it. One more advantage to coffee: If you are careful about what sort you choose, you can enjoy the taste without nights full of staring at your walls. 

Be it coffee or tea, you get them at every corner shop or big brand cafè (I won't go into detail naming any of those fashionable shops). Surely everybody, the coffee junkies especially, know what - or better said which shop I am meaning. I do prefer to go into tea lounges, too.

But when it comes to my favourite shop, there's one answer I can give you: Home. 

Simple. Easy. Cozy. 

 

The ride of your Life

Why is it whenever you take the bus, train or any other transportation, people seem to be in a very chatty mood while you just seek a particular privacy of your own? For example the stranger in front of you, grinning like the personified unintelligence. He gets up, takes his luggage, ready to leave and puts on the most charming smile, with the most yellow teeth you've ever seen, looks into your eyes and simply says "Goodbye". Like you two have known each other for the entity of your life. It doesn't even matter that you never talked to this person before. Come to think of it, your are wondering if you need to consider it a very cocky attitude or just the politeness of a passanger. Either way you put on your most briliant fake smile, nod your head and say "Goodbye" back to him. The simple satisfaction of getting an answer, which is being displayed on his face, seems to raise his spirits higher than a diabetic person on an overdose of sugar. (And to all the diabetics out there... I do not mean any harm)Finally back to your own thoughts, you lean into the seat enjoying the tranquility that surrounds yu, just being disturbed by those 6 magic words "Can I take this seat, please?".
Now you just need music and a special patience to endure feigning ignorance to each and every sound around you.
That's how I do it. That's how it works.