Chapter 13: Farvel, hjem

Last day in Denmark, last day we feel the sea breeze, walk the beach, touch the shells of past. At the start we thought we had so much time, honestly, we didn't even know what to do here. Time and tide wait for no men and it definitely didn't wait for us. It's time to say our goodbye, let go and move on, in my opinion move back. Back to how it always was, how it will always be, because one swallow does not make a summer.

Or maybe, maybe it does! Memories are everlasting, they are preservation of the past. Without them, one simply just exists, with them one lives.

Farvel, hjem! Farvel Danmark!

(This is not the last chapter.)

End of chapter 13.