• Adulting

    A LIST OF THINGS YOU’LL FORGET WHEN MOVING OUT

    For anyone who hasn’t seen my most recent Instagram picture by the canal or read my last post on detaching, here’s the news: I moved to Amsterdam. Yay, big girl steps. In true Antonia form, I started packing the day before and finished packing like ten minutes before leaving. Unsurprisingly, I forgot lots of stuff or simply didn’t think to bring/buy these things because they were always just available at home (and if I couldn’t find them my mom always did). So here’s a list of everything I’ve realized I’ve forgotten or still need (up til now): note: if you can’t physically bring this stuff, put it on the “buy…

  • Life,  Writing

    LESSONS ON DETACHING

    A couple of weeks ago I was in a relatively heated and emotional argument. By that, I mean that the person I was arguing with argued back while I was close to tears, immensely offended but playing it off with shoulder shrugs and (looking back at it) annoying comments to focus the bad energy and focus away from me and back on to him. Right before another one of my defensive outbreaks, he halted, looked me right in the eye, and said “Antonia, you need to stop getting so attached.” It’s an easy sentence, it’s not loaded with emotional vocabulary and his tone wasn’t rough or rude or anything of…

  • Film,  Photography

    OUR LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL ON FILM

    I finally picked up some film rolls from before and during quarantine, one of which was a roll containing pictures of me and my friends took during our last week of school. In Germany we have this tradition of dressing up following different “fun” themes to celebrate graduating/finishing school, and although my school isn’t really with that kinda stuff we decided to pull through with it and have some fun during our last days 🙂 DAY 1: ASI THEME DAY 2: SPORTS THEME DAY 3: 80’S THEME DAY 5: FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL THEME DAY 6: 70’S THEME DAY 7: GENDER SWAP DAY

  • Writing

    SMOKING KILLS MORE THAN JUST LUNGS

    “I want to run away but there is nowhere to go.” She barely meets his eye but he knows what comes next without having to read them. He thinks of the closed borders and the travel bans, he thinks of the empty train that passed him on his way here, to her. There´s an unopened pack of cigarettes on her nightstand, it makes time seem empty. They used to say cigarettes only kill if you let them, but nobody ever told him that it was the same for people, as well. If she hadn’t let him in that night, would he be sitting here? Would they have ended up like…