It is September 2018. Uwe Baltner has left a job as a journalist writing stories for a local newspaper in Stuttgart, southern Germany. He is now one half of Baumann & Baltner an advertising agency. He has 400 Instagram followers and drives a Fiat 500 to work every day. The drive to and from his new workplace is 30-45 minutes long, most of it due to traffic jams. He decides to fill the void with audiobooks and podcasts, but he soon runs out of any he finds interesting, so he goes back to a childhood love, he starts singing.
On my way to work,
I have to stop at Allen Avenue, to wait out the rain.
Two children walk past, wearing Sterling Bank raincoats,
More prepared than I will ever be for the day’s task.
I have always been fascinated by rain.
If you are walking home,
And it’s pouring rain,
And it’s all thunder,
And it’s all sleet like glass sheets,
If you get to a wall you must climb,
Because the road is flooded,
The day Elizabeth Ochanya died,
I was at work,
Reading emails, talking, laughing,
While she went quietly into the night.
When I stand up on a rooftop at night,
And watch the lights go out,
One after the other / I ask myself,
Are we really going to sleep?
Is this why we have nightmares?