Lying awake on my bed for hours last night,

I thought about the chocolate croissants that I had in Europe last summer. I thought of what life would be, if I could work and live in Germany. Moving into a little space, for the little me. Making friends with the neighbours and saying "Guten Tag!" every time we meet. Stocking up my own groceries. Cooking my own meals. Inviting friends or neighbours over for cooking sessions, parties, or simply just to get together. Feeling like a fashionista everyday when I step out of the house with layered clothes and boots. Watching soccer with the fun people. Going to the Oktoberfest or the many other parties that the Germans have just to have a chance to have fun. I thought and imagined and wished they were real, or that they could somehow be real.

I wish upon the stars, that I could work and live in Germany soon. May good news come in a fortnight, with blessings from the moon.