Showing posts with label Alma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alma. Show all posts

Monday, 17 September 2007

Fourth note

I'm wondering a lot, how you feel in Budapest.
You sit a lot in front of my computer. One does this, when he hasn't got better things to do.
In this city I have things to do, I have friends to meet. I have places to visit.
Our knowledge is not equal about the place.
As you mentioned to Attila yesterday; we came back to our lives, what we were living before, and you are on your journey.
You are on your way, to the place where you are going, I would say.
Nevertheless, I wouldn't say I am at home.
Yet.
But I am very happy, that you meet the life, what I was living before going to Denmark. The house where I've been brought up, some of my friends. My parents. My christian groups. The streets, where I've been walking. Alma.