"I know... You love me, You complete me, You hold my heart in your hands, And it's okay cause I trust that You'll be the best man that you can..."

She woke up at five o'clock in the morning and couldn't sleep more. Courtesy of the jet lag. She wandered around her hotel room, made herself a coffee, somehow felt restless. She got dressed, took her camera and went rambling around the lake by the hotel. The day was at its rise, the darkness turning into the light. Mist hanging over the lake's surface. The quietness and solitude overcame her. It was then when she realized she felt incomplete. Her thoughts were with him. She remembered like in a slow-motion movie how she saw him last week, unexpectedly, standing in that little park on her way home from work. Only in his shirt and business suit trousers, holding her dotty umbrella in the pouring rain, he came to meet her halfway to protect her from the sudden raindrops. Her heart skipped a beat under the weight of emotions she felt. "This is true love" she thought to herself at that moment. And she thought the same while standing on that little peer on the lake, surrounded by the morning mist, her heart skipping a beat again for that man waiting for her on the other side of the ocean...

Vzbudila se v pět ráno a už nemohla usnout. Zásluha jet lagu. Bloumala po svém hotelovém pokoji, připravila si šálek kávy, cítila se nějak neklidně. Oblékla se, vzala foťák a vyrazila na procházku kolem jezera u hotelu. Den byl na svém vzestupu, temnota se proměňovala ve světlo. Opar se vzášel nad hladinou. Ta tichost a samota ji naprosto přemohly. Tehdy si uvědomila, že se cítí neúplná. Její myšlenky se obracely k němu. Vzpomínala jak ve zpomaleném filmu na minulý týden, kdy jej neočekávaně spatřila v parku po cestě domů z práce. Stál tam, jen ve své košili a kalhotách obleku, držíc její puntíkovaný deštník. Přišel ji uchránit před kapkami deště. Její srdce se pozastavilo pod tíhou emocí. "Toto je pravá láska", pomyslela si v ten okamžik. A myslela si to také stojíc na onom malém mole jezera, obklopena ranní mlhou. Její srdce se opět pozastavovalo pro toho muže, čekajícího na ní na druhé straně oceánu...