Closing Time

Looking backward and forward before the clock strikes midnight.

Lübeck

I am sitting in my room, getting over the flu, listening to the raindrops patter against the window. The smell of sulfur wafts in every time fireworks shriek into the night sky, the fiery coruscations illuminating this German village as people celebrate the end of the year and the beginning of a new one.

There is a German proverb that goes, Alles …