Why am I here? ...a Berlin crisis...

Okay, so this is not the existential question about why I am on the earth, it is the question of why am I in Berlin?   I am not really sure but I am pretty settled now and instead of rushing around trying to buy lights, lamps and closets, I am starting to actually be ready to create a life for myself here and I am not really sure what that looks like or how to create it.  

Why didn't I move to someplace warm and beautiful like Mexico?  Everyone else is doing it! ; ) The people in Mexico are nicer (right?).  The weather is getting cooler here, noticably fewer hours of daylight...it is only going to get worse.  But I am not sure that it is really the weather...or the people.

Anyway, I am sure I am just hitting some sort of bump in the road...or maybe an impenetrable roadblock (?) and that I will snap out of it.  Creating some sort of routine would be good.  Also, it sounds simple but I have a terrace and I have no plants there yet, granted they will not likely last long but it would be nice to have some green.  Nothing like a bit of nature to lift the soul.  

So, I will let you know when I have found the detour around the roadblock...