Tag: Adolescent melancholy

Dresden, 1985 – The light pours out of me – Part I

Late summer 1985. I just started 5th year of High School. I still didn’t belong to the popular boys and I never really kissed a girl. For that and many other reasons I felt pretty miserable. My all encompassing shyness made life a living hell, but like all adolescents I also nurtured my negative feelings;…


Know your rights!

Life was good at Elementary. Some kids flirted with Punk but I was still a huge Beatles fan. They decorated their fake leather jackets with safety pins and big buttons, I just had a small white button with the name of my favourite band, and long hair of course.They whispered ‘no future’ without really knowing…


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