November 1.1 (or better said, 1.11)

It was a beautiful autumn fall day today. Not particularly cold, the sun was shining and a gentle, but chilly, breeze was blowing.
Woke up early this morning, did nothing until 2 o clock apart from laughing and taking crap. I was in a very good mood today. I went out, took my bike and went food shopping. I bought some great stuff, which will probably will rotten on the fridge as usual, but at least I have something to eat in case I get hungry (which is likely, since I hadnt a proper meal since Thrusday night).
I called my dad, he was home, chilling out in the sofa, we had a nice chat.
I biked back home and I understood, once more, how much I love this city and how beautiful it is.
This is exactly the place where I wasnt to be. I never felt this happy since long and it feels very good. I biked through the park and there was a band jamming. They were playing very good and I stopped by for some minutes listening to them. The audience was funny: father and mothers with their children, old people, rastamen, people passing by.
Now I a at home, it five in the afternoon and already dark in Berlin. I am watching some artists re-doing the murals in the building in front of the flat. I definitely liked more the one before. Now in the characters drawn there arent yes no more, they are drawing kind of glasses/sunglasses, which are not making much sense, I think. I'll post a picture as soon as they will finish it.
Now I think I'll read for a while and maybe later I'll begin writing my thesis.

The future is mine, or at least I am happy to think so.