Sitting on the plane, waiting for boarding to be done. Now, there’s no turning back.
I’ve had my last taste of Swedish water, in the dirty airport restroom. I’ve bought candy to cure homesickness. I’m done. I feel like all my parts are actually in the same place now. Sitting here, in the tiny airplane seat.
Now, I will watch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince on the groundtruthing tablet, and get myself ready for the Sahel heat.
Today, Stockholm is rainy.
Katja Malmborg 