It is of course reflected upon in relative terms: I am never really bored, only disappointed by the weak status of a fully developed world I was born into, 60 years ago. Berlin was hence a divided city, my family migrated here for work from the South, not for wealth but for intellectual curiosity and freedom of articulation and thought. I can say that I feel rich, less by monetary wealth than by the sheer ocean of opportunities and ideas. I continue to love my personal status close to the LBTQI neighborhood that I explain to those alien to us. Luckily, languages are my daily honey, as I speak Arabic and German as much as English, French, Italian or Turkish, each at its due pace and level of fulfillment.