"Do you travel much?"
"Absolutely, twice a year."
"Care to meet up?"
"Okay. Why not?"
We agreed to meet the next day at a bar that Kathrin suggested. I wasn't particularly interested in her. Still, I wanted to meet. I wasn’t feeling very well. In May, I always fall into a kind of melancholy and am afraid of being forgotten. That has to do with the swifts.