Milena Moser on the sense of direction – view

The other day I was out alone on an early morning Sunday. My friend Theresa, with whom I usually go hiking, was on a business trip. As a precaution, I downloaded an app and studied the map. The little city hike that I had chosen was also near the university hospital. The hospital has quite a large and well-developed property on a hill overgrown with eucalyptus trees.

I once discovered this urban jungle quite by accident during one of Victor’s numerous operations, when I couldn’t stand it any longer in the waiting room, left the building and stumbled aimlessly and half-blind with worry along the street. I turned a corner and suddenly there was a smell of eucalyptus. I entered a kind of urban jungle. After a few steps, I was far away. The city, the clinic, even my worries seemed far away.