I have not written anything for this blog since May, although some people have looked at it and spoken to me about it.

I had felt exhausted since the last writings, which ended upon the 60th anniversary of the Fall. It was an emotional time. I felt so many conflciting emotions and a deep sense of loss and sorrow, but also a certain numbness that I could not explain but certainly felt.

Gradually the city has been creeping back into my consciousness. I guess it would now be the end of the warm days of summer and early autumn in Königsberg, and the first draughts of the cold winter winds would be starting to be felt. Perhaps they are awakening something in me again?

The one thing that I have thought about, or rather, which has been in my mind, is that I did not chose to do this. Back when I started this blog, I wrote that I had chosen to to do this. However, I sense now that this is not the case. The Lady of Königsberg has chosen it, and has used by hands and my skills and my implements to recall those terrible days. But for what purpose I do not as yet perceive.

I sense that another wave of longing is coming over me.