a couple of days ago i told someone about my life, what i had done so far, what i still wanted to do (the list being a lot longer than that of my accomplishments) – and about home, carinthia, austria. yesterday right after work we drove to the lake and swam across the little bay out to an artificial island they put up for the upcoming euro-tournament. it felt peaceful, perfect – the sun still looming over the mountains. it felt after all like home and i am not sure if i’d ever want to leave it again. even if i am restless traveller.
i believe.
»Home may be where our hearts belong to.« Wise words, don’t you think? But be honest … it’s nothing compared to the small glimpse of a moment, when we are able to see for a split second what we are going to want and going to be … in a ray of light, in a sky, in a lake. In the sun behind the mountains.