More dogs are missing lately. It makes me think of Maria.
Another day, another year without Maria.
I am reminded of her every day now. With all the things she loves. The old map where she took notes on (the police had tried to find a pattern or hints where she might be and had torn little pieces of the corners). All the cards she had sent me during her travels. The news on the radio telling me what is happening at those places far away.
Places I have never been, only heard of. But Maria was there all those years ago.
There are many dogs missing at the moment. too many if you ask me. They keep adding new posters to the wall. It reminds me of Tiger and Maria looking for him. I wonder why this is happening. I don't believe what they say here. Especially the older generation is talking about an animal called Bellenman?
The days are getting shorter. It is the season of mist. More and more days start with a misty morning. Sometimes the mist stays the entire day.
My dad called me today. He was talking about the mist. "It is too early for mist days," he said. I reminded him that nature does whatever and there is something called green house effect that might help as well. Climate change. Dad claimed I was mimicking Maria too much and I ended the call.
