Prolog

We write the year 3582 in a galaxy far, far, awaaaaaay…
…no, wait, wrong movie.

So again. March 14, 2026. Two days before the journey begins. I am currently sitting in front of my monitor, being illuminated by the LED light. In the dryer, the last load of laundry is clattering and spinning its rounds.

I turn my head and glance at the packed bags and suitcases, feeling a nagging sense of having forgotten something. But hey… it’s always like that.

The day after tomorrow at this time, I’ll probably be sitting with Tomi on the train to Zurich.

Now all that's left is to wait. I will keep you updated :)