This is me, Peter, 18 years old, sometimes with head, sometimes without.
If you ask me what I dislike about myself, I'd possibly say the azimetry of my eyebrows,
the hardly existing beard growth, and sometimes my hair, but right now it's actually okay.
I live in a small town in the very west of Austria, in a region called Vorarlberg.
I have a pretty ordinary life.
These are people that I like.
These guys I meet occasionally to have a pint, and only them I can call even at 3 o'clock
in the morning.
My ordinary family.
My ordinary school, which I've finished now.
I also have pretty normal hobbies, like listening to music, hanging out with friends, but also
more exciting ones like the theatre, or making movies.
Anyway, all in all my life seems to be normal, ordinary, and also predictable.
I'm going to study at this university, meet nice people, and sew my wild oats, graduate
at the university, get a job, and then live the Vorarlberger dream, work hard and earn
a lot of money.
Meet a woman, buy a house with a nice little garden, start a family, have 1, 2, 3 kids,
and a dog.
A golden red revolve, of course.
Yes, it all seems very easy, and I actually would be very satisfied with this harmony,
but there's one thing which makes me unsure of making this fantasy come true.
And that is, he.
There are two actually beliefs in eternal love.
So, this is the alternative one has.
If you don't want to end up like this, or if you just can't.
To tell the truth, the other way doesn't really look very tempting either.
I think deep inside we all strive for this harmony, not for nothing it has been drummed
into us all times.
So maybe this is the way out?
Unimaginable?
What's left, besides the decision between harmony and house, and lust and love?
