So this is my life

Well, this plus some furniture. 

Moving yet again. I'm a bit sad now, because the flat was great! But only by letting go of it, I can open myself to maybe even greater places, blablabla, om, shanti, shanti. But there'll be a few things that I'll miss regardless. The ice-cream parlour on the corner. The easy connection into Frankfurt on the U1,2 and 3. Jogging along the nidda. But above all, the chimes. Quite surreally, the turkish supermarkt, which used to be opposite me, installed this very elaborate carillon on its front. Every day at 9, 12, 3 and 5, tunes would sound - a lively mix between opera, musical, christmas songs, popular 50s-70s hits or the odd German folk song. The supermarket has since left, but the chimes remained. Click here for a little example - if you can guess the tune, it's the perfect answer to the questions: What will I do next? Where will I end up? What will become of me?