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Annual retrospective

2023 has been a good year

After all these years of personal stagnation, I was finally able to pick myself up and find myself again!

Crowd watching fireworks

The last few years, especially during the COVID-19 pandemic, have taken their toll on me. Weeks and months passed by, and I couldn’t grasp a moment and didn’t manage to listen to and within myself, to grow and develop. Everything was better this year, from my first visit to the dentist to the sport and the associated weight loss, increased self-confidence, and many other realizations and changes.

And of course, there were lots of special experiences, great highlights, and fantastic people in my life this year. 2023, thank you!

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Pipatsch

Pipatsch

In color theory, it is said that the color red appears most intense to us Central Europeans; red objects seem closer, louder, and more important. Back then, when I moved from fourth grade to fifth grade, new school, new people, everything was so unknown, so big, so frightening. I looked around and all I could see was a gray wall in front of all the new impressions. And she. She stood there, among the others. She was shining. She caught my eye. She was my red.

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Failure

I spent the whole year working on myself, growing beyond myself. This included improving my health and fitness, getting mentally further, leaving negative things behind, and becoming a better and more positive person. This also included admitting to myself that I had failed in my marriage.

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I just almost died. I wanted to carry up our old washing machine from the basement by myself, put it in front of the front door. In the middle of the marble stairs is a bend. At this point the washing machine got wedged, could only fall down in my direction. Water ran out, I had hardly any grip. Nothing worked anymore, otherwise I would have fallen down together with the machine.

So I yelled in the direction of my iPhone for Siri to call my dad, who lives two blocks away. Long story short, Siri understood me, but refused because I couldn’t authenticate myself. So Siri would have rather let me die than make that call for me. I made it very clear how urgent the situation was.

By the way, the only reason I’m still able to write is because in a last-ditch acrobatic stunt I managed to get a dog leash, which I used pretty creatively to strap the washing machine in place and then go to my phone.

Fuck you, Siri. You’re so bad at many things, but I can’t get over this one.

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