Barefoot at 7 degrees. Hildesheimer Allgemeine Zeitung.

October 14, 2024.

Hello! It's 8:30 AM. I just woke up. During last night's phone call with Julia, I decided to fall asleep quickly and sleep well tonight. And it worked. Shortly after 10:00 PM, I was already in the world of dreams.

Before going out, I sprayed and massaged Minoxidil onto the back of my head. Let's see if the hair on the back of my head starts to grow.

Minoxidil - Hair Before

It's 9:30 AM and 7°C. A new low temperature since I started walking barefoot. I'm heading to Hanover barefoot. My feet still feel a bit cold, but I know that in no more than an hour, they will have adjusted to the new temperature and will feel very warm.

Barefoot on the Train

At the Conti-Campus, it seems there's a freshman week event going on. In the HanoMacke, I had a filter coffee and read Precht's book on love.

I ate at the cafeteria for 8 euros. After that, I was so tired and my stomach so full that I could only doze off on the train back to Hildesheim. 🥱

Tofu with Bulgur

After the workshop on the perfect resume at the Jobschmiede, I strolled back home.

On the way, I passed three teenagers. One of them loudly said: "fungal infection."

Unfortunately, he doesn't know that walking barefoot actually reduces the chances of getting a fungal infection rather than increasing it. 🍄 Barefoot in Autumn

I'm feeling kind of unmotivated today, my mood is rather gloomy.

I sent an email to the Hildesheimer Allgemeine Zeitung, as it was recommended to me to contact the newspaper if the Kulturfabrik and Zora Hildesheim do not offer a solution. Zora Hildesheim hasn't responded to my inquiry at all, and Kulturfabrik is no longer addressing it either.

I put on a podcast about nonviolent communication and fell asleep while listening. I was woken up by my phone. There's Samsa at mom's with the family.

Three hours later...

The Samsa was really delicious. However, I got a bit of a stomachache because of mom and her relationship. It makes me sad to see her suffer, but unfortunately, she brings this pain upon herself. Both mom and Julien have many emotional wounds. Sadly, they don’t see these wounds and don’t seem to want to, because otherwise, they would have sought therapy a long time ago.

Today I am grateful for:
  • For having the courage to write to a newspaper about the flyer incident and the Kulturfabrik ban.
  • For enjoying a delicious meal of Samsa.
  • For managing to walk barefoot in 7°C.