FOMO!
May .1 .2018 FOMO — fear of missing out, the expression I had learned during the last summer. Usually there are so many funs going on in the summer of Berlin, or maybe almost of everywhere. The mixture of the hormones, sweat and alcohol permeates in the air, the red cheeks of the young and slandered girls shine beautifully under the melting sun which tastes like caramel . Who does not fear of missing out? Like today, 1. May. It is almost a tradition to go out there on the street in the most hipster areas in the city , and taking part in one of the leftist demonstrations, having some street food while holding a beer in your hand, rolling a special cigarette with one hand, being cool, and so on. When I finished my morning shift around 3pm, the subway was packed with the ecstatic people, who were so ready to party out of the day. The smel