Connections
2016-2017

One morning in early August 2015, I woke up with a terrible pain in my stomach. Later that day, I found out that I had a couple of tumours that needed to be removed. Two months later, I found my housemate Florian lying in his bed, in a kind of pain one knows must be something serious. He had cancer. Months of fear, pain, worry, and sadness followed. We shared the experience of a difficult illness that we were dealing with together, and at the same time.