Standing above the roofs of Berlin, on the roof terrace of the recently completed condominium, I showed my friend P. the prospect of my future – an unobstructed view of the Warsaw Bridge to the Alex. He was impressed.
"I think I have to move out of here again," I said firmly, although it seemed unreal to me.
He looked at me skeptically: “Move out? But this is your dream scenario here."
“No, this is not the life I want. And the lady doesn't want the life I want. "
The attempt to live the life of my parents had failed.
The monogamous partnership is over. The fixed employment contract was over. Gone was the “safe” future.
I was in my early 30s and had to start over. It was time to position myself in life.
I just had no idea where or how to start.