I’ve landed, but where am I? In German, to arrive, “ankommen,” is understood to be a longer process, one that could take days or weeks.
“The only constant in the world is change,” my friend told me during a summer internship in Berlin. There are no words that could be any truer, especially for a Third Culture Kid.
In my fourth sublet in Berlin in the past eight months, I am growing accustomed to another person’s things around me, to her life quietly insinuating itself into my own.