Warning!
This is a book for the open-minded only!
If you feel that you already know all about the mysteries of our existence, your view of life is set and you would like to keep it this way, then this book is not meant for you. Don't bother reading...
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Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them - that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
- Lao Tzu
Tock - tock - tock - tock....
My heart was beating just a little bit too fast.
So fast, it had even woken me up.
Much to my displeasure.
I was now wide-awake at an ungodly hour, feeling far from being rested. Annoyed, my eyes darted to the shining red numbers on my radio.
I groaned.
It was only 8:30 am on a Sunday morning and I was too keyed up to go back to sleep!
For a moment I wondered why, but then my thoughts drifted back to the day before. To the evening, to be exact. Or more precisely: the end of the evening.
The suffocating feeling returned, like something squeezing my heart and my throat.
I was bound to somebody! I had a boyfriend and he was going to visit me that day! How on earth had I managed to get into this kind of situation?
I had pined after a boyfriend, true, but now that it was actually happening, I wanted nothing more than to be single again.
Single.
And free!
Not knowing what else to do, I sat up in my bed, mindlessly staring at the the closed shutters of the window in the opposite wall. Niggi, who must have spent the night on my comforter, raised his head sleepily to look at me. He was probably as surprised as myself at the fact that I had woken up so early.
"Ha... tsi! ...tsi! ...tsi" Funny, how my allergy seemed to sleep when I did. Maybe, because everything is more relaxed in that state?
What can I do about this boyfriend problem? Maybe pretending I am not at home? Butthat would not work, because my parents were. Today, of all Sundays! Why could they not climb up a nice mountain and be gone, as usual? But, on the other hand, even if they were, it would probably only delay the inevitable!
I absentmindedly stroked Niggi, who started purring contentedly.
I could ask Mum to tell him that I am not here. But that would be just plain cowardly. I had given him my phone number and my address, now I had to deal with the consequences.
Great!
Why did I feel like a heavy weight was pressing down on me?
Sighing, I decided to get up and have breakfast. Sliding out of my bed, I turned back to the black feline. He was still purring loudly, even though he was eyeing me with a slightly reprimanding expression. I guess he wanted me to continue petting him.
