While Aya is crossing the Mediterranean, Zoe wakes up in Berlin. She looks at the Bode Museum through the window with a cup of coffee in her hands searching for reasons to face the day. She is tired, too tired.

While Zoe parks her car swearing about the traffic, Aya prays for the boat to land.

Zoe arrives at her workplace cursing the day she accepted her CEO promotion. She doubts all the choices she made in life, she doubts of life itself.

Aya has nothing but life. So she doesn’t doubt. She believes in Europe: she will find a way to Berlin, the city she once heard as ‘the future’; she will have a job, a flat, a car; she will be safe.

While Zoe is taking her pills to sleep wishing to never wake up again, Aya is sinking on the Mediterranean waters.
Zoe will wake up cross with life. Feeling tired, too tired. Aya will never cross Italy or France or Switzerland to get to Berlin. Zoe will never get to herself.