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Sometimes I do believe that something like fate exists. Last night, Franzi and me met in her hometown to celebrate her birthday. We actually wanted to go for cocktails but the bar was packed and we couldn’t be bothered waiting ages for a free table. So we ended up in a kiosk with bar stools, having cheap champagne and marble cake. As if someone was trying to tell us “Girls, did you really think you could just go out and have cocktails in a posh cocktail bar? Honestly, this is where you belong!” And I agree, it is where we belong, it’s always been and apparently it’s just not meant to change. And I even love it.

After a good night’s sleep on Franzi’s spare bed (the most restful sleep I’ve had in a long time!) I will spend this day at home on my couch with lots of pillows and blankets. I need to clean & tidy up the flat as well – Vero is coming to visit me on Tuesday, we haven’t seen eachother in ages (literally!) and we have made lots of plans for the week already. I can’t wait to see her again. Friday we’re going to Amsterdam, visit Janna, celebrate her birthday, explore the city & hopefully repeat our collective haircutting session. Good times ahead!