Goodbye Stusta

I woke up that morning quite early. I had a meeting with some clients at the other end of the city, with my boss, and was already running late. A habit of mine It dawned on me that in the upcoming days I was getting kicked out of the student accommodations I had called home…

Das Studentenleben

The student life. Never was I considered like someone who parties a lot. Neither was I ever considered like someone who would like to forgo a bit of comfort in favor of sleeping in the public showers of a Canadian national park, or live in a 12m² flat. Then, I delved right into the possibilities…