It was raining outside, it was mostly close to the weather I had loved whole my life
It was raining outside, it was mostly close to the weather I had loved whole my life. However, this time the sweeping cold and wet waves scared me. I was there amidst a bunch of strangers in a random country without any identification, let alone thermals. It had to be me living one of the scariest dreams so far. I tried hard and focus on gathering myself and seeking information. I saw a bus driver right behind where my bus was standing. He was the person who had earlier directed me to the washroom when I got down from my bus to Stuttgart at Baden-Baden station, leaving everything along with my passport on the bus. I went and asked the driver to help me, he suggested we try calling the bus agency, only to our dismay they refused to respond. By this time I was in all tears, crying and working hard to keep myself all strengthened, alas it was of no use. This bus driver connected me with the police, and I wanted to cry my all heart aloud, but I convinced myself to calm down and expla