I’m writing from my family house in Catania. I came here to visit my family because tomorrow my mother will have a medical operation and I wanted to be here to support her.

I am very happy to visit my family and my beautiful Sicily, also because now there are about 20 degrees more than Berlin… By the way every time I come here I order a bit the stuff I left here, behind me; many things go into the garbage, something has been donated and something else stays here, waiting for me to have one day a house in Berlin big enough to bring it with me.

Beside my bed there is, since always, a silver tube that once contained a bottle of Chivas whisky. I had even forgotten what was inside when today I opened it and found a bunch of old markers. Most of them are consumed and useless but, before throwing them away, I wanted to do the last drawing.

I thought about the just started winter that I will find in Berlin next week, once I will be back…