My days in Kiel

A road that I often take, Kiel

Squeezing between the differences to fit in a lost crowd and trying to imbibe few things started my life, in a new city named Kiel, in Germany.  Each day was not so different, the only fact was I was having myself as company round the clock.

I am really overwhelmed. The richness in the solitude, I can feel it this time. It is beautiful. My walks showers me with different lessons from the past and I know I am understanding things different this time. 

For sure I know my dreams and thoughts have changed. Perhaps I guess this how you feel after moving out of your city. I cannot take refuge under the word wanderlust as I am not one. Juggling amidst being an extrovert and introvert I am trying to fit myself into the category of ambivert. And I still really don’t know where I belong. The deep resonating voices inside my head is all that I am left with during the silent nights. And during the gloomy mornings I cling onto the window isle to watch the rustling leaves with a cup of tea and contemplation. 

Random smiles and random greetings from across the streets made my day feel a little better than ordinary. So many new faces so many vibes and so many stories I can sense. And I have one too.