my cupboard love: hope floats.

Here it is, I'm leaving and my head is full of thoughts I'll never thought I'll have when this moment will come.
You know what? I can't believe that I won't have an iron for 5 months! 5 months I will be wearing wrinkled clothes. 5 MONTHS. Jesus.
AND I'm going to a country, where they say hand-shoes (die Handshuhe) for gloves! (??) Hm..
Anyway, I'm feeling a bit melancholic. :) I couldn't help but wonder: how many times in life do we leave something behind? Old places, bad times, forgotten friends, bad habits, issued lovers.. But it's always not about the end - it's about the beginning. Even if it sometimes mean the return. It's the middle that counts the most.
The next post will be from Nuremberg! I still can't imagine it. And as for now, here's the most hilarious goodbye kisses:

photo via Pinterest

goodbye, my lovelies!
xoxo,
Ak.

hope floats.

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