Reading Kleist’s stories hurts, he stabs a dagger into my heart, I feel the world is wrapped in hopelessness, I feel paralyzed, and I feel something is true. Living can be a difficult task and involves mistakes, and this is brought painfully to life in Kleist’s writings. The uncertainty of life is brought forth in
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A Question Of Expectations
“So, are you looking forward to going to Berlin?” my dad asked me the day before my departure. I thought about it, wanting to reply genuinely, but the only answer I could come up with was “I don’t know.” Of course I wanted to go, but I wasn’t like a little girl on Christmas Eve