Ramin is aware of what he is doing, he is careful not to make any noise that may wake me up at the morning. He was preparing breakfast and coffee, waiting for me to wake up.

I was sleeping like an exhausted bird looking for a safe nest during a rainy and windy day...
Nights and nights ... weeks and months I wasn't able to sleep in my house. The nightmares of what the IDF soldiers were doing on the rooftop of my house still follow me, and my thoughts are stealing my nice dreams at night...

Troublesome nightmares.
Wake me up screaming...
I look around me...
No soldiers...
It was a nightmare...
Strangling my dreams...
In bed...
In Wien...