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Recover from the world

A wooded hill in spring.
On the small clearing next to the field path that leads back to the daily life you have a nice view of the small town.
Beautiful sunset. A lukewarm wind is blowing and you can already guess the coming summer.
Two girls from the senior class have retired here. Take a deep breath and briefly forget the upcoming exam marathon. While they bite into the tasty, fluffy cinnamon buns, which they quickly fetched from the small bakery down in the city shortly before closing time, they chat about future dreams and wanderlust. Anticipatory, anxious and excited.

What a time to be alive!

25 years later.
In the clearing you can admire the wonderful sunset of one of the most beautiful summer evenings of this summer.
Two ladies are sitting there on a picnic blanket. Calm, quiet and enjoying this wonderful moment in the here and now In front of them a lovingly prepared fruit basket and a basket with cinnamon snails, homemade!
One of them has family with 2 children and lives not far from here in a small house with garden. The other one is travelling a lot, both professionally and privately. Lives in a very modern apartment in the big city, a good 5h from here. Both of them absorb the stories of the other and would like to exchange their opposing lives, even if only for a little while.

What a time to be alive!

Again 25 years later.
The slowly setting autumn sun bathes the world in a golden glow.
The lights of the small town at the foot of the hill should start to shine at any moment.
A bank has been standing in the small clearing for a few years.
Two wonderful ladies with silver-grey hair are sitting on her right now. Full of pleasure they bite into the homemade cinnamon buns and look at each other happily. Loving and familiar.
Thoughts and chats full of memories, wonderful, exciting, loving memories.

What a time to be alive!