Sitting on the bus from Katrineholm to our cottage. The number on the bus has changed through the years but the route is the same as when I went to school. Back then no one had heard about internet, today you can access wifi on the bus. I write this on my laptop on a steady connection. Fields, paddocks, old villas are passing by. I am a bit tired, but also excited to see my wife and kids again.
In my headphones, The Cure.
