I hated the last Scandinavian winter. So long, dark and cold. Because of a brain hemorrhage last summer, I was completely sober. In Oslo I lived in a basement that for December cost me 1500
I hated the last Scandinavian winter. So long, dark and cold. Because of a brain hemorrhage last summer, I was completely sober. In Oslo I lived in a basement that for December cost me 1500 NOK (> 150 EUR) to keep warm. In Stockholm I had a closet that felt like heaven, but the last month, it has started eating me. Since my brain fucked up, I don’t sleep so well. Yesterday, I passed out at 21, woke up at 00, read until 03, woke up at 06, and was half awake until 08. So almost twelve hours, but nothing done. And now it’s getting cold again. As a tiny repeat of last winter, our house is cold these few days, since they’re repairing the heating system. You feel the upcoming winter creeping in through the cracks. Feet getting stiff etc.
So I’m getting out of here. I’m turning 39 today, so I’m first having lunch with a good friend. Then dinner with my mother and sister.
My brother is in India. I’m going to the Amazons. It looks so nice and warm. And burning. I’ll be there cozying up in my sleeping bag.
See you tomorrow!