The Airportline: Observations

Everybody is returning to work, someone in Stockholm writes. Summer is over and here in Copenhagen the sky fell down on me yesterday. I walked under my umbrella which I bought in Berlin when summer was beginning. Now it's over and the umbrella was falling down over me like a black plastic bag who's given up on life. I went to the Black Diamond Library (see picture) to study. Everybody is going to work in Stockholm but no one was going to the Black Diamond. Except for some tourists is cheap khaki pants and functional footwear. It was one of those days where the rain falls and then never stops, just keeps going, like the rush hour traffic back into Stockholm after the holidays. A slow moving gray mass of dreams about yesterday, when summer was still here, when the curving roads towards working life was still only something far away. But then you stand there, with the sky around you, and some illdressed tourists lining up to buy expensive coffee.