What a day. Got up in Muenster, drove to Bielefeld, did laundry, saw my car fail at the check and brought it to a garage, got a rental and drove straight to Hamburg. Forgot to call Troels… Matter of fact, I feel like I forgot a couple of things. Whatever. I’ll (hopefully) get a new phone tomorrow (if the delivery service doesn’t fuck up) and I’ll celebrate that by buing a new pair of sneakers. All my shoes - and I own a LOT - are stowed away in some box that lies deep inside of a basement, and I’ve been running around in the same two pairs of shoes ever since I moved out of my flat in Muenster. I don’t want to see them anymore and my feet scream as soon as they get near them. So, new kicks are mandatory. It’ll be a lot easier running around Hamburg with a pair of shoes that are actually made for stuff like that. Just have to find the right ones - I’m a bit of a sneaker-nazi. Woven Nikes? GIMME!