I already told you that I stopped visiting the Waldfriedhof regularly – but sometimes I still feel the need to go there. Especially on these weekends when all my friends are occupied with their own lives so that I fail to make any appointments and stay on my own. These are the moments in which life continues to show me that I have lost the perfect and most reliable company I ever encountered.

I don’t want to complain in general: most of the time I feel quite well and I’m also able to go out, have fun, laugh and converse or maybe even flirt with other girls. Nevertheless, the lonesome weekends aren’t easy, but I try to take them manly and accept them as something which still has to happen in my life.

When I came to the Waldfriedhof on Saturday, the sea shell Nadine collected in Southern France and which I put between the roots of her tree more than one year ago was missing. I felt obliged to return on Sunday to replace it by another one from her vast collection.