

Its a lonely voyage...there's no spacific destination, no spacific direction and no spacific meaning...home is far...and oxigen is limited, breathing gets harder by the minute...survival is a question by itself...all I can do now is to continue to work...continue to repair, continue to build, hoping it will at least bring some meaning...but the work itself is a very lonely task...wondering why I got this far at the first place...I am really lost...