The house is empty and I need to get back to work. It feels that I have failed in completing an important task, but I will not stop working on it. Bodymarks and identity we do not choose when we are born, and nobody deserves to be damned for loving who he wants to live.
So I recollect my energy and return to work. The short visit to Normandy helped. It was funny to go camping again, just like in my childhood.
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