I'm in the house on Terschurenstraat. N. still has to study for her psychology exam. She's angry. Out at sea, a woman is floating on the water in a cardboard box. She has to give up the regatta but doesn't want to leave her box. Another woman, or I, is outside. This woman or I has met a woman whom she would like to meet again in the future. Her or my love. She or I cry. In the future, the girl comes. The woman or I walk with crutches. Are we old? The child has not grown any further. It comes to the woman or me. We find each other again. Love finds itself again.