Monday, August 20, 2012

Reverse migration

It is the weirdest thing. As soon as I drove out of the autobahn and into the mountains, there was a smell and a light...a familiarity and a sense of belonging. And as I drove, I wondered why they left here in the first place, and how different my life would have been if they stayed.


  1. Well, it will be no surprise to you, but I never had that sense of belonging...

  2. No...but I spent more time here and you were made to come at a pretty unfortunate time for a teenager. Plus you did never really like lederhosen.