11 Days Late For My Period

future, present and past

New Year's Eve or New Year's morning. Actually it is the same.
The Clock is less ambiguous: it shows 0330 Clock. On television on all channels is danced to traditional Swiss pop music and clapping. I stand at the window of our apartment and look at the deserted streets. Scattered light couples only scurry across the asphalt. Some even celebrate, others already asleep.

was Three and a half hours, the future becomes the present: We now talk on our return to Switzerland, not by the "next year", but by "this year," gefühlsmässg what has the result that the extract from the desert country of more than 24 hours is much closer.

The first and only year that we celebrate in the Emirates, is also the last. Without the son, who slips in the Bernese Oberland into the new year. Our move makes him more affected. He has been going Swiss behind.
The older daughter will start after the dinner at her friend, the other is caught in the clutches of their parents. The content of the champagne bottle three calls us - especially me - everything from. We are talking about quantity, not quality! Therefore, I'm probably still awake. In it tickles me enormously.
I put off the TV. Today this simple process requires multiple remotes: one for satellite and video receiver, the third for the TV set. Networking is complicated as similar to the Airbus. But I may not write now.
A last look out the window. In twelve months the landscape will hopefully present white.

Then Abu Dhabi past his ...