I discovered this song right after he died, and it hit very hard.

We made a promise: If one day we were no longer in contact, we would meet again on the 26th of October 2050 at the entrance of the Vienna Cathedral between 12 and 12.30 noon. And if we didn’t make it in time, we would wait for each other at the Schwarzenberger Café.

We said that the idea is to meet again and see how a person matures and whether he or she has soured in character by the time they are 60.

I am surviving this life somehow, and if it continues like this, I will be there.

He decided to take the step towards liberation from the suffering and anguish from the past, the present and the future.

I respect it, but that didn’t stop me from insulting him and shouting at the sky as much as possible when I heard the news.

I still have his Christmas present at home, ready to give it to him. I know he had still mine, that I don’t know what was it.

You know that I even wrote a song about us?

I also promised you that I would get the First Dan so that we could meet in kendo matches and fight face to face at the same level. We thought it would be so much fun. I’m still trying to get motivation to get back on the tatami, just to keep my promise.

Literary I could say: I don’t know where you are, but wherever you are….

No, I know you’re just not here physically, but we keep you in our memory. You know, my fondness for collecting things has made me put some of our memories here (the ones that can be shared), so that, you know, with age, whether or not my character changes, at least I don’t forget them.

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Youth