Most of the time the thing I miss the most is the absence of things

I love you so much ...

Lament of a Hamburg girl

Somewhere there's a pool dreaming of my return.

It's not gray, it's anthracite.

Hmmm... How to explain the Hamburg weather? It's not like the sun isn't there. You just have to zoom in a lot to find it.

Too hot to move out of the sun

Sittin' on the dock of the bay... Don't make me move more than five inches a minute! 

Last night I dreamed of a big lady with a red and green rash. What's that supposed to mean?

What do ducks think about me?

Sitting by the little pond in the park this morning I asked myself what ducks think about me. I mean... they are very kind, they don't yell, they don't judge, but... maybe they DO have an opinion about grown-ups launching paper boats into their water.