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I went for a walk. The moon had come out after the rain, it wasn’t cold at all, it almost felt like summer. And the smell. The rain, asphalt, fresh leaves and all the flowers. There are no words.

Walking around Skarpnäck in the dark, listening to Chet Baker, I felt present. Disconnected from everything not here.

And I wanted to share that with someone. However, I have a habit of deleting the numbers to people that I shouldn’t send texts to. I have barely any self-control when it comes to written words. There were a couple of contacts, deleted several years ago now, that I felt like extending a thought to. But I couldn’t. 

So I walked around, smiling like a fool, feeling light and open, all to myself.

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But hey, if you think you know who you are and feel like getting unintelligible and sentimental text messages in the middle of the night after a light spring rain, let me know. Happiness is always best shared.