A day with no reasons or demands to leave home. A cold, grey and wet cloth has placed itself over Stockholm. Very unfriendly. No social engagements to attend to, no obligations or have tos. A long desired for, quiet day in. Time for cooking, time for yoga and time for reflection.
Last night's drinks party led to a meeting with an old school friend. He was embedded in a cloud of alcohol and with a slurred speech he did his best to have an interesting conversation. The polite words couldn't disguise the sadness and disappointment within him. A lost little boy masked in the body of a man. What happened? Drugs and prostitution in combination with sad family conditions. Rumour or truth? Don't know.
Once again I was reminded of how lucky I am to have such a loving and supportive family.
Hajk & Hallrenovering
1 day ago
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