Post Departum Depression Post
We’ve been back in Germany for a little over a week now. A busy week, in which we filmed one short movie and edited two. In which Jonas’s tooth broke and we had to rush to the emergency dental service in the middle of the night. We met friends and went to the cinema. We played games and worked on our various creative projects.
So not a week in which we wasted a whole lot of time (except that one day, the one where we didn’t do anything but play Dragon Age: Origins, but that’s a tale for another blog post). And yet… and yet I feel like we’re trapped in a dream. Everything feels fake, unreal and somehow unpleasant.
The weather doesn’t help, I suppose.