In my spare time, I often think carefully about the days when I was with Foer. At that time, I was always in a hurry and had no time to savor it, because I always thought that the days in the future were still very long. What I think about most now is not only the time after I met him, but also the three years when he found me and I didn't know him yet. I often wonder what he was doing not far from me at that time. Maybe he was laughing at my clumsy way of setting up the stage, maybe he was watching me dozing off, or maybe he had been listening to my songs.