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Suddenly suddenly suddenly (why is it I can only quote things that I'm sure no one else will get? It's not even cool obscure, just obscure obscure) I like Vienna.
I've been here/Europe in general for over a month, most of which was at best 'eh'. Travelling with Astrid was fun (I may still write something about that, though doubtful) and Geras is pretty and all, but... I've felt as if I were in a bubble, in front of a screen with the world going by in pretty pictures. No imersion, no strong sense of locality, of being here. Frustrating and seemingly leading to a devil's cicle (is that a germanism?) where I felt isolated and frustrated and retreated even further into my head, out of the world.

And now, suddenly, today, sitting at home far too late into the night, listening to fm4, I feel here and, even better, happy to be here. Not here in my head but here in Vienna. I'm not quite sure why, how, this happened - the possible explanations are too trivial and embarassing to be true, right? But I'm glad.