“You know the saying, if you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere? Well, there’s a saying in Berlin, if you can’t make it here, you can’t make it anywhere.” – My Berliner roommate. 
 
*So I guess I can’t make it anywhere…

I’ve completed my 31st year of life today, and am about to embark on my 32nd. Today, at 31 years old, I feel totally in control, as I'd promised myself I would be. 
 
My life has been filled with so much uncertainty, and as you all know by now, I’ve gotten a bit tired of living life “on-the-whim”. Now at 31, literally on this day, I finally know what I want, where I want to be, and what I have to do to get there. 
 
It’s time for real “adulting”. 

There are some cities that just linger on my mind. They float around my thoughts (and sometimes my Instagram feed), and peak my interest to the point where they eventually make it to the top of my “travel wishlist”. 
 
Berlin had been one of those cities for a few years, and I’d just let my mind run wild with thoughts of being there.