The Airportline: Observations

There was darkness and rain between Stockholm and Karlstad. I bought a sandwich with egg and we came home and I sat in the sauna before I found an old Joyce Carol Oates book. I walked by a lake and met friends. I got vaccinated and was given an expensive pen which I will write expensive words with. I took a train south, and a drunk teenage couple almost stopped the train while they were smoking at a stop, and Göteborg is where I laid my head yesterday and it is dark and gray and wet today. Tomorrow I go north and then south and when I lay down my head in the evening it will be in Amsterdam again. Right now I am in a sofa listening to Frida Hyvönen and I think that you should do the same.