I’m kind of tired? and really exhausted?
This place is so beautiful, it makes me never want to see anything else again. I love it so much that it hurts.
I want to go home and lay down and just sleep. For five thousand years.
And not move.
I’ve always wanted to fly. Just feel the wind all over my body as I sail through the air. If I stay here much longer, I might climb on top of one of the mountains and try.
And I want you to know that I know it’s ridiculous to think and feel these things, but I don’t know what to do and I can’t stop it and I wish my mind would just work properly.
I only lose it when I don’t know. It’s weird.
Germany is magical. I don’t want to leave.
feeling intimidated by people you want to be really good friends with
I haven’t been able to breathe all day.
Being introverted really sucks, especially since this is only day three. And also having extreme emotions manifest as physical pain hasn’t been fun either.
We went to Nürnberg. What did we do there? We spent the morning learning about the trials. We stopped at the field where Hitler had huge rallies. We spent the afternoon at the museum. Because that’s all Deutschland is: Hitler.
Just the idea that we were looking at this stuff made it feel like there was a heavy weight on my chest. Walking inside the museums made me feel like there was always a hand around my throat. Excuse me if standing where the man who single-handedly ordered the death of over 6 million people gave a speech isn’t on my bucket list.
You can’t laugh at this stuff. You can’t point to a picture of a saluting crowd and say, “Look; it’s us.” Because it’s not. That was deception, manipulation, and betrayal to a country and her people; and death to those who resided in her.
Tomorrow we to to Dachau, and I’m really grateful to be here in this beautiful land; but there’s more to Deutschland than WWII. I really feel like I can’t take anymore. Show me other things München has to offer.