Life in Brussels.
Bright lights, big city.

Don't you just love it?

And when you have a shitty 48 hours where you get robbed, given a fine, and was the only sober one at a big party afterwards... - which was surreal in a bad way-

you might all let it get you down.

But, what if we try to see the silverlining.
Like, the robbers, they were nice enough to drop my wallet back in my mailbox after taking the money (a lawsy 10 euros)...they did get my new phone though.

Robbers with a conscience. How about that.

And what if I would just absorb it all and classify it under de -c of:
crap weekend.

And then I say,
Shit happens.
And move on.