1. Mai

for the first time in a very long tradition, I am unable to be with my brother on the first of may. we usually go to kreuzberg and have lots of beer all day long. this year, I am stuck in between rehearsals and cannot make it. I do try to make up for it by drinking on my own and will later keep drinking with local friends, but it's not the same. if I was in berlin now, I would be strolling around the mariannenplatz with a cold beer, listen to the numerous bands and performances, hit miss bliss over the head with some falafel for calling me an idiot (again, and still), buy home made köfte from a turkish family, get some nuts from this great store on oranienstraße, and finally go home to my brother's place and talk and drink until very late. it does awaken many memories, good and bad, but mostly good. and I like thinking of the times past and the people I was with. no regrets. I don't know why I should have any. it's good.