The Worst

I suppose I am the worst blogger of all times. I have this blog over a year now and in this time I have created two posts which were hardly read by anyone. Today I deleted the first one because I found it somehow hilarious. It was a poem of poorest quality which should have reflected the feelings that I had one year ago when I realised that the day I was going to leave Aachen was exactly the same date when I arrived there 9 years ago. Well a coincindence which helps me remember easier how long I was in that place.

Now I am in London almost a whole year. Don't ask me, what I've seen and what I've done and how I find it because the answer will be: I don't know. Ask me better how was this year and you might get a more interesting answer.

So, I am waiting...