{der Bilderbuchsommer}

3 am in the morning, I have no wish to close my eyes.

The shit waiting days, the shit distance, the shit operating system, the shit mess inside me.

Yes, I tried, I really tried to tell myself, hey girl, calm down and stay cool, there would be a good result, even though you have to suffer the waiting days and the distance. I tried to tell myself, hey girl, believe in yourself, you worked so hard that the god would like to bless you. Believe in him, he will be back to you in next spring time.

It drives me crazy when one day seems like one year, when I have to count the days, count the minutes, count the seconds. What's going on with me. Hey girl, what's going on with you.

Why does the shit fall come later and later every year.