Constitutional of the Heart XVI.

It is a blearily yellow and muggy day today. The sky’s topsy-turvy sea was covered with lumps of clouds, which occasionally growled grumpily. And the Danube drew back deeply into its bed. I’ve almost never seen it so dry. The ducks seemed to like it, because I saw a lot of them today.

Monotony filled my soul. I needed a change. Positive change! Hence I wrote to you, asking how you were feeling. I saw that my messages were sent, but you hadn’t received them yet, so you didn’t read them.

But before long, after a few minutes, you replied. The greyness, or rather the stifling yellowness of this Thursday was immediately saturated with vivid colours.

Everything went easier after that. I could now get myself to do things that I had been putting off with various excuses. Although, like last time, I couldn’t hear your voice this time either. But alone the communication with you roused me.

What’s more, it seems that your cheerfulness has made the world change too. At last, a wind has risen, which has chased the clamminess away, for a while at least.

I hope that tonight’s new moon will awaken in you something brightly new, something wildly attractive about me! Because when the bride of the Earth is shrouded in the blackness of the sky, it’s not only the beginning of a lunar month, but it is also said to be the birth of new things…