I Just Hope It’s Really Good For Me

Getting up at 6:30 am because you somehow got tricked into agreeing to a morning date to run feels insane. And good. And really insane.

Back now, got under the shower and now I will head down and try to play „Salome Says“ again, because I think I finally figured out how it works for me. And drink juice.

Apropos of juice: I found out that you can basically get through a whole day in Amsterdam just drinking juice, because they freaking sell fresh juice at practically every corner. Yummy.