Message on a postcard

Dear R, As a child, my parents used to tell me that there is only one step between laughing and crying, most of the time when I was in the middle of the game or of the most joyful moment.

The scars

Dear R, Yesterday I was at the boulder gym after a long break. Too long I could say. I spend some hours there trying different routes. Failing or succeeding. But for sure learning. At the end of the session, my hands were covered by corns and bruises telling stories.