E hatisitsoe: 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. 🍣 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. ; )