The freedom of man does not reside in the fact that he can do what he wants but in the fact that he does not have to do what he does not want to do.

There are things you cannot explain. Why I decided to return home to Munich after I had already been to Namibia - a wonderful and beautiful country in which I could have spent 4 months, where I could have done a more than interesting internship, where I could have got to know a facet of Africa is inexplicable even to myself. Especially because now that I have just returned to Munich I am already longing for Africa again - for a return to Namibia or any other place. Africa, this continent I have dealt with for the last 2 years - since I have got to known my Somali boys , the unattended underaged refugees that - God knows how - had made there way to Munich and gave me so much. And yet there are no regrets, I feel so good being back here in Munich.

A paradox!

All I know is that is so not about Namibia, not about Africa, but about me. The place is almost meaningless. This would have also happened in Berlin, Germany, Lima, Peru or Perth, Australia. The fact that I either have been on the road for the last three years or have been working for school more than necessary might be more significant. It seems like I have forgotten myself a bit so that now that I had this unique chance I am rather longing for a piece of freedom and easiness instead of fighting and lasting and sticking it out. Maybe I am just a bit tired. No matter what I feel like it was the right decision. A very wise friend told me there is no need to justify myself.

And Rousseau had already written: "The freedom of man does not reside in the fact that he can do what he wants but in the fact that he does not have to do what he does not want to do."

I have hardly ever felt as free as I do now.

I like the circumstance to not know what will be tomorrow or a weak, where I will sleep tonight and where all this is leading to and where it will end. I feel like anything and everything is possible, but nothing must happen.

I am sure that the moment will come in which I will regret my decision - at least a bit. Maybe there will be only a few of these moments, maybe there will be a whole bunch, but in the end I feel - I know that there is a purpose in everything that happens, that I have done and that I will do.

Africa won't get out of my mind - I feel like because I know what is going on in the world, what injustice is taking place I have to act, it is my moral duty. French nobel prize winner André Gide wrote in his "Voyage au Congo" - "I am now inhabited my an immense wailing. I know things that I cannot tolerate. (...) But now that I know I have to speak."

I feel he is right.

So I stick to the saying of infamous Bavarian Räuber Kneißl : "I cannot tolerate injustice. I cannot succumb. I rather prefer to perish" - and I say myself "See you soon, Africa! Wherever, whenever." Even though it was not supposed to be now, our paths are gonna cross again - for sure.