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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

 

I live alone. And I love it. I haven’t lived alone since 2003 when I lived in Korea and I almost don’t count that. Back then I focused more on the extreme urban isolation than I did the joys of living alone.  These days, so far every morning when I wake up, I walk straight through my cozy apartment and open up the backdoor to the balcony. Doesn’t matter if it’s raining or sunny, I like to let the fresh air in.  I usually turn on some music as a next step. Then I run into my kitchen and boil water for the french press. Pour myself a cup of coffee a few minutes later. Walk back outside. Stand still for a moment. Come back in, check some emails, and depending on how chilly it is outside, I might shut the door. Most often times I don’t. My neighbors live below. A married couple with a son who is like a little brother. They are historically some of my closest friends in the city. They’ve been living here below for nearly a decade. I am indeed a lucky girl to have friends like these who found me such a great place to live before I even left Germany to make the move. I’m protective about my solo time in the mornings but I often tiptoe downstairs and share a cup of coffee with them before the day starts for the rest of the world. Then I tiptoe back upstairs and enjoy the Emily time. I like the way this photo turned out. A glimpse of this morning, post-rain. 

I live alone. And I love it. I haven’t lived alone since 2003 when I lived in Korea and I almost don’t count that. Back then I focused more on the extreme urban isolation than I did the joys of living alone. 

These days, so far every morning when I wake up, I walk straight through my cozy apartment and open up the backdoor to the balcony. Doesn’t matter if it’s raining or sunny, I like to let the fresh air in. 

I usually turn on some music as a next step. Then I run into my kitchen and boil water for the french press. Pour myself a cup of coffee a few minutes later. Walk back outside. Stand still for a moment.

Come back in, check some emails, and depending on how chilly it is outside, I might shut the door. Most often times I don’t.

My neighbors live below. A married couple with a son who is like a little brother. They are historically some of my closest friends in the city. They’ve been living here below for nearly a decade. I am indeed a lucky girl to have friends like these who found me such a great place to live before I even left Germany to make the move.

I’m protective about my solo time in the mornings but I often tiptoe downstairs and share a cup of coffee with them before the day starts for the rest of the world. Then I tiptoe back upstairs and enjoy the Emily time.

I like the way this photo turned out.

A glimpse of this morning, post-rain. 

I love to run. Runner’s high!

I love to run. Runner’s high!

En route from the airport to the wine bar.

Sunset winter skies. Driving down a St. Paul street with my Mom. ;)

(Source: Flickr / radiothom)

What my back faces daily. This evening I turned around and snapped this photo from our rooftop. Beautiful Berlin sunset from our SoundCloud office.

What my back faces daily. This evening I turned around and snapped this photo from our rooftop.

Beautiful Berlin sunset from our SoundCloud office.

I’m in Venice, Italy for New Years.

I’ve decided I really like Italy in the Winter. 

Walking around this city is like walking around a movie set.

(Source: flickr.com)

Being stuck in London meant spending more time with good friends I don’t see often. And we drew hearts on the cars of strangers.

Being stuck in London meant spending more time with good friends I don’t see often. And we drew hearts on the cars of strangers.