I’m going to my parents in Germany this weekend and seriously, anything that could have gone wrong with this plan, did go wrong. At least I managed to acquire a temporary passport in the end so I can still go, albeit alone which sort of sucks and the travel to the airport and back is going to cost me more than the actual flight did. I genuinely think I am one of the most unlucky people, not in the sense that I’ve got a deathly illness but just in the ridiculous sense where all the smallest things, that seem to go right for every single other person in the world, just don’t for me. The mundane yet life-ruining on a small scale sort of things, that when they add up just make you want to curl up in a ball and cry. And I’m not just talking about this situation, I mean just in general.
