writing

Well, I am still here. In the meantime I removed to a new house 4 kilometers to where I once lived. I picked up cycling once again, fell again, broke my hand.

Now I have to pick up writing. I don´t know what to write about. Maybe it´s because I just have too much to think  about. But at least Ocean writes, which gives me a reason to keep on going. She is just a wonderful person.