Recently, I began collecting paperclips. Not kidding, I pick them up and keep them. That's something I haven't done before, mainly because I didn't need paperclips (ever, really). But now, something changed. For one, a friend sent me a link to a beautiful necklace made out of paperclips. And I have some time on my hands to actually do it.
Besides, I have moved to Hamburg, Germany, about a month ago. So the necklace will be made entirely out of paperclips I found here. I think that's a nice way to turn my arrival here into a memory.
And I do still find paperclips. This morning I found one in front of the gates to my office, next to a graffito on the floor, reading "happy Birthday to Stu" or something like that. Yesterday there was a paperclip in St. Pauli, on my lunch break with another intern. A little over a week ago, I found a rusty paperclip outside the metro station of my first radio internship this summer.
To be honest, I've packed this summer with internships. What am I saying. I packed THIS YEAR with internships. So maybe one day, I can look at that necklace (that will hopefully soon be longer than the 5cm it is now) and remember that I once worked fulltime for no money, simply because I love that job.
There is another reason I look out for paperclips again. It's this blog. Not for writing it, but for remembering it. It's always been fun to write, especially back in Budapest. And it's been something that many people got to know me with. When I see a paperclip I think back at the last few years, and of my friends and family who bought me fun paperclips or send me pictures from giant paperclips on the other side of the planet.
Besides, I have moved to Hamburg, Germany, about a month ago. So the necklace will be made entirely out of paperclips I found here. I think that's a nice way to turn my arrival here into a memory.
And I do still find paperclips. This morning I found one in front of the gates to my office, next to a graffito on the floor, reading "happy Birthday to Stu" or something like that. Yesterday there was a paperclip in St. Pauli, on my lunch break with another intern. A little over a week ago, I found a rusty paperclip outside the metro station of my first radio internship this summer.
To be honest, I've packed this summer with internships. What am I saying. I packed THIS YEAR with internships. So maybe one day, I can look at that necklace (that will hopefully soon be longer than the 5cm it is now) and remember that I once worked fulltime for no money, simply because I love that job.
There is another reason I look out for paperclips again. It's this blog. Not for writing it, but for remembering it. It's always been fun to write, especially back in Budapest. And it's been something that many people got to know me with. When I see a paperclip I think back at the last few years, and of my friends and family who bought me fun paperclips or send me pictures from giant paperclips on the other side of the planet.
So now the city I will get to know through it's lost paperclips is Hamburg. Sailors come and go, everything lives in reencounters.
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