if you could see your way.

to my dad; i remember sitting in my dorm room in skoevde, sweden thinking about how things were back home, 1500 km south from there. i remember thinking of him, how i missed him and if he missed me as well. by going to sweden my universe got another dimension, the one of being far, far away. heroicstories published the story i wrote about my dad back then. wherever i may go, near or far – you’ll be in my heart. i love you dad.

my email has changed to (stefan@mindwork.net)

i believe.