When I’m not worrying about the extinction of the sun in 7 billion years’ time, or about the rise of global sea levels by 74cm by the end of the century or about globalisation, migration, robotisation, work and next week’s elections, I tend to be a fairly happy person. 

Content with an hour of reading a day, enchanted by pictures from all ages, grateful for the music – happiest when I ‘m on my feet, ready to be charmed by whatever fragments the streets have on offer.

And isn’t it wonderful that there’s even a formal musical tempo for the moderate walking pace : 

“mässig, in gehender Bewegung”