October 21, 2018
Thirty years ago, I was studying in Bonn, Germany. Living on ground floor of Am Wichelshof. Sitting in huge lecture classes on art history. A major crush on my Hieroglyphs professor. Practicing for hours in the rooftop rooms. Kaffeestunde with Molly. Running into Christoph again. Listening to U2 on my Walkman while traipsing about on foot. Soup & sausage for lunch at the university cafeteria. Watching Koyaanistqaatsi at the art house movie theater. Finally getting a rental bike. Except for the how it ended, it was a fabulous year. I should read my letters home sometime, see what Iíve forgotten.