рдкреНрд░рдХрд╛рд╢рд┐рдд: 24.03.2023
The last friends are hugged, the last laughs shared. What remains for the next few months are the memories, the digital exchange, and Uschi, my pocket sushi. ЁЯНг Right now, I'm sitting in the check-in area and nervousness is creeping in. My system rears up one last time. Sure, I could take my things and turn around at any time. I already have that option. Well, music in my ears, wait for the check-in, then there's no turning back. The absence of options also allows you to let go, to give yourself something. ; )