WGT Cold Turkey
I'm shaking, work holds no meaning for me anymore (too be honest it never did).
I can't sleep, can't eat.
I miss Schwartzbier and moods.
I miss ordering one thing (in German) and getting something else.
I miss driving on the wrong side of the road.
I miss the whiplash you get after a day of looking at lovely gothic ladies as they walk, tram or drive by.
I even miss sitting in the Renaissance bar sipping Milschkafee whilst waiting for my lovely wife to finish beautifying herself.
Can't wait for next year.
I can't sleep, can't eat.
I miss Schwartzbier and moods.
I miss ordering one thing (in German) and getting something else.
I miss driving on the wrong side of the road.
I miss the whiplash you get after a day of looking at lovely gothic ladies as they walk, tram or drive by.
I even miss sitting in the Renaissance bar sipping Milschkafee whilst waiting for my lovely wife to finish beautifying herself.
Can't wait for next year.