"...Sports car... a villa for mum?... donate?... income tax... gold digger... children... growing up... escape..., but wait: chance of life... cowardice... missed opportunity... full potential...." This is all the rider understands listening to Hansen's tirade. Well, for fairness sake! The rider ties his horse to the tree under which Hans has collapsed. He prepares to heave the lump of gold onto his shoulder... at the very moment he touches the metal, his thoughts about the future start to swirl. Okay, he needs to think this through carefully. He sits down and tries to make sense of the flood of thoughts, while, Hazy Hans, the hero of the story, is still caught in mental confusion Not even the approach of a farmer with his mooing and snorting cow can bring him back to his senses... The curious farmer comes closer. What's going on here? Two men on the edge / in the middle of a nervous breakdown and a shimmering lump... The man still conscious gasps : "Water, water…!" „ OK, I might as well do his bidding.“ the farmer thinks and takes a closer look... maybe there's something to gain here... And yes, Hazy Hans is still the protagonist of the story. Even though he's currently still out of consciousness… #maenner_am_rande_des_nervenzusammenbruchs