Würzburg to Hamburg

earlier morning for Jan and I. we shared breakfast and only very little time before we said goodbye - just for a week this time, which feels surreal after three years apart. he let me draw a blind portrait of him as we ate our muesli.

journalled on the train and listened to music. checking in at the hostel, I realised I’d accidentally booked the same place where I’d said goodbye to the french backpackers I’d met on my trip from Oslo to Germany last time. I spent the afternoon walking through the city, not knowing anybody or anything much about the place.

kebab and night walk before returning to the hostel. I’ll try to run tomorrow, and see how I feel about galleries or more exploring. missing people I love and realising I’m no closer to knowing what I’m meant to be doing than I was at the start. <<