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Hey everybody,

how can I start a blog like this and what is the sence in telling about what happed to me today? I don't know the answer, but somehow I want to talk about it. Maybe just to give that person, I don't even know, something like a tribute or better said an obituary.

I've been with a friend in Nuremberg for a few days and went there by train. Today I wanted to go home to Bamberg again and so I was at the trainstation, with my mind full of all those funny movies we've been watching and stories we've been talking about, while I was searching for the right platform where my train was leaving. When I came near my line 13 I saw a few ambulancemen there and a person lying on the floor. When I looked twice I recognized that the person was dead, he/she was covered with a white blanket ...

After all those thoughts which came to my mind – how did (s)he die (here at the trainstation right next to the stairs up or down to line 13), how old was (s)he, what did (s)he think when (s)he woke up this morning and does (s)he have family, how sad must his/her family feel to get that horrible information short before christmas – I felt just speechless.