Saturday morning, 3:13 pm. I wake up, I don’t need to open my eyes to know where I am. Just to read the time: 3,13 pm says the watch. That means it is 06:13 am.
Matthias wakes up.
“Good morning, my dear,” he says, “could you sleep, or did you suffer from a jet lag?”
I look at him through my swollen eyes: “Well, a little jet lag – I’ve been waking up again and again since 4 am, but I was exhausted enough to fall asleep again and again!”
He also had jet lag, he says, because it would be only 6:13 am – a time from which he had not previously known that it existed at all …
Although we slept only five and a half hours, I feel well rested – as for my body it is already 3:13 pm … Continue reading “The Journey”
