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A lucky coincidence may change everything from one day to the other. Four people met more or less by chance… and things start to happen, a stalemate can dissolve so easily.
In this case as well: a flow phenomenon developed!
Yesterday was a great day. Our sponsoring concept »goodbye project« got fairly concrete already, and we only started with the conceptual design the day before yesterday. Things move fast, that’s good. Mario http://www.sisu-training.de/, Moritz www.olympic-surfing.de, Jan and myself had a very igniting thought exchange. Soon, I presume, we should be able to introduce our new »sponsoring approach« to you. Here, the funny incident that happened to Jan last night. We interpret it, of course, as a positive sign for our future cooperation.
Story by Jan Regenfuss
After I had talked to two nice girls about troubleshooting with biestmilch, I rushed to a birthday party of a very good old friend of mine. By then, I had acceppted for myself, this night, no work, just relaxing, having some fun…! Currently, I am anyway always in a rush, from one duty to the other, many appointments, the job, my training, the training with the kids, university, and of course, many a private date! And now, on top of this my work with biestmilch.
Thus, it was nearly 1:00 am when I came home, a little light-headed after this nice evening. I entered my room, opened the door to my balcony, to relax my eyes in the darkness of the night. I didn’t want to switch on the light. My eyes were tired and the light would have hurt them.
Exactly, in this moment a big fat pigeon (not realy an attractive dove) flew into my room and spread her »shit« all over my bedsheets and on some of my clothes!
The problem wasn’ t so much the shit, is was her (was she really a girl 
) who did not want to leave my room! I opened all the windows, and the entrance door and she(!) finally, after I had chased her around the place, flew away. gott sei dank!
I made me a new bed and a washer.
Now, after this lucky incident, I could sneak under my clean bedspread and finally find a deep, but short sleep. I thought by myself: it was a good day, and, shit happens… never mind!