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”
