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crazy times

29 Jul

The Schwarzwald ... place of incredible fairy tales, and a few scary stories, I have no doubt!

well, raphi and i have just returned from a really nice moroccan dinner – somehow in between talking for a few hours we managed to stuff ourselves silly, i really have no idea how it is possible to stuff oneself so much for food! But i think when you’re having such good conversation, it’s natural …

Today my parents and I arrived in Zurich after spending the weekend in Bärental, a small village in the Black Forest in Germany. We were in Bärental for my great uncle Norbert’s 90th birthday, an event which for the first time saw almost all of the Swiss, German and South African families under one roof.

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weird fish

18 Jul

It seems so strange to me that is is my 24th birthday tomorrow. Firstly, because i have spent so much time organising the trip overseas that I hardly remembered it was my birthday … and secondly because I feel so much older … only 24 tomorrow! How strange. If this is how I feel now, I wonder how I will feel when I am 30, 45 or 60. (Tired, slightly cynical, worried, excited, hopeful, melacholy, terrified – too much, too many things at one time!)

At my desk sitting in front of me right now, from left to right. One tin filled with pens, pencils, rulers and other assorted stationary. One plastic box filled with pens, paper and cardboard. One complete academic record with my marks from my fours years at Wits. One leather Wits emblem-emblazoned baggage identifier (?really, what?! I think I mean a tag.) Five letters, written to my parents and siblings for when I leave. Nine CDs lined up and ready to be put onto my laptop, as they cannot be taken with. One set of pills, an empty watch box, and an e-mail that my mom has printed out, entitled ‘Links to search for flights’. Why does it matter what is on my desk right now?

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