One dark autumn night we went to Berlin. We’ve reached our destination when it was still a very early cold morning. The whole world was hidden under a white dense fog. We didn’t know where to go or what to do, because of the early time and foreign, a little bit scary world.
We went to a huge silent park. The streets there were very wide and mysterious. There was almost no one there. Only sometimes we’ve passed people in a hurry, walking fastly, not looking around at all this enticement.
I was different. I’ve looked at this gray world and saw sad but calm beauty in it. Birds where flying high in the sky, almost disappearing in the fog. Everything was instantaneous.