In 1949, Paul Bowles wrote these words in his acclaimed novel "The Sheltering Sky":

"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well yet everything happens on a certain number of time, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your life like this, some afternoon that's so deeply part of your being that you can't ever consider your life without it, perhaps four or five time more, perhaps not even that? How many more times will you watch the full moon rises? Perhaps twenty, and yet it all seems limitless."

So one day, deep in the foggy season of winter in Germany, I embarked on an RU-vid journey of collecting and recording the endless stream of memories of our life. In words, and images.