I tried but can not remember where we met first time and how the first talk started. But I do remember her eyes and face and her name called Michelle. We were both fresh newcomers to the University of Vienna. We both selected a study which was not a guarantee for a bright and potential future at all ...
If I write about my past it would be kind of a confession. More than that, I would restore the complete inner value of every person joining my life, whom I hadn't been able to show them how wonderful they were. Too often doubt has neglected that inner identity of mine and the others, that is called ...