The day didn't start with a plan; it started with a missing shoe.
She retraced her steps. Kitchen? No, just a cold cup of coffee sitting on top of the refrigerator. Living room? She found her TV remote inside the fruit bowl, but still no boot. Ina Müller - Eichhörnchentag
"I can sing every lyric to an 80s pop song," she muttered to the empty room, "but I can't remember where I 'buried' my own life". It was as if her "small gray cells" were on a permanent coffee break. The day didn't start with a plan; it
As she paced through the apartment, she realized she wasn't just looking for footwear anymore. She was looking for: Ina Müller - Eichhörnchentag