Matthew and his French coworker Alexandre came to visit me in Hamburg last weekend. I got to do some things and visit places that I usually don't, which was fun. We'd talked about staying up all night (or really late) to go to the Fischmarkt on Sunday morning, but we never made it. Next time!
If you haven't been able to tell already, I've been catching up on photos from the last few months, processing and posting.
since college I've been working, discovering Philadelphia, traveling, putting down roots but being afraid to get too anchored, and getting addicted to coffee.
I don't know why I'm afraid of an anchor, it's actually pretty contradictory. When I moved to Philly, I was looking for some stability, regularity, some sense of normalcy after what I felt like had been a chaotic whirlwind during college. But I never intended to stick around. Europe has its claws in me, as does the West Coast (I've always wanted to go back to Portland, or live in Seattle or Vancouver). Some subconscious or half-conscious part of me had imagined that I'd be transient in my 20s, hopping from city to city, living a cosmopolitan and unattached life.
But now looking at how the last few years have taken shape, it all has come to pass, in one way or another. I've found great people in Philadelphia, wrenched some semblance of balance into my life (though, like the entropic universe, I still tend towards chaos), but I've still managed to spend time in other places (if not those places I vaguely had in mind).
twenty-something photo-taking queer internet junkie whiling away the days in the city of brotherly love (sometimes in Hamburg, Germany)
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