We returned from Lienz yesterday, taking a break at the Weissensee, a beautiful lake in the midst of the mountains. We rented out one of the little boats there, steered it out on the lake, turned of the engine and just let it float. I closed my eyes for a while and with the boat I floated as well, to a place far away. It was one of the most peaceful moments in the last weeks. All the tiredness I had pushed away over the past days just disappeared, silence settled.
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears, wish you were here.
Astrid and I have been together for a year now. It’s been a beautiful, tearful, joyful journey. I left and I returned and she stuck with me. My moods, my temper. I’ve been running over the same old ground a couple of times, looking for my fears. And luckily some of them have left. For good I hope.
I believe.