Day one: Sleeping late. Meeting the two new couchsurfers at the subway station. Taking them on a short tour of Skarpnäck. Going to a park, lying in the grass, reading, the sun shining as if it was summer already. Going into town, buying my interrail ticket for June-July: Europe, here I come. Meeting up with Natalia, going with her to a graduation gift Joshua Radin concert. Sweating in the tiny club room, close, intense, fragile, him on the stage so close that I could have touched him. Sharing this with Natalia, the love. Afterwards, taking a beer with her, Cecilia, Isak and the two couchsurfers on Hornstull.
Day two: Waking up with a book, without the ache of guilt in my stomach. Playing some guitar, clearing the floor in my room, bringing out Lina’s sewing machine. Mending two pairs of trousers and one of two holes in my Kånken backpack. Possibly braking the sewing machine. Frustration, heavy rain, a long conversation with Hannes to calm down. The re-realization that some people just simply get me. It doesn’t have to be a fight. I just have to find the right. Writing on the blog. Plans of a bath with some more books. Dinner to Pride and Prejudice.
Sometimes, life is simply enough.
Katja Malmborg 