Bloodmoon Basel

Look at my beautiful old home town, Basel, under the blood moon. I wish I could go back to her, back to how she was. I had such a lovely job there, financial security, good health care, adorable students, kind friends and above all a home filled with love.

I had stability and a future which I can no longer find.

But I can't go back now even though for me financially it would be my best chance to salvage any sort of future security.

No. Alas, I cannot.

Too much blood spilled there.

And I am still spilling it today.