9. März 2004, 16:24

Last weekend I have visited my parents again. The last time I have seen them was christmas last year.

Those days are always days of peace, of regular warm meals, of a warm bath and all in all lazy days. Happily my mother hasn't asked me too difficult questions about my future I even cannot answer to myself.

I have happened to find a photo-album with pictures of me. This was really funny to look at. I cannot believe, that this boy was me. Sometimes I think, this has to be a former life of me. There were photos of the last holidays of my whole family in the south of East-Germany in the Mid-80's; photos of my classes in school ("Our vow for peace and socialism" - lol); the last holidays together with my parents at the Baltic Sea; when I travelled with a class-mate to Budapest and Prague; my fist visit to West Germany in Hamburg; holidays with friends at the Polish shore of the Baltic Sea and also our trip to Denmark a few years later...