Sunday, 22 June 2014


Midsummer weekend. In many ways one of my most hated Swedish Holiday weekends. The masses of people that get too drunk and do stupid stuff. It scares me. Then that everybody have plans. So if I feel lonely I am bound to feel more lonely. On the other hand, a long weekend where I can barricade myself at home and get something done, maybe, or just sleep, probably.

I have been thinking a lot about my grandfather this weekend. Remembering the funeral, too.

Only this morning did it strike me that the funeral was on midsummer's eve.

A sad anniversary to be observing.

1 comment:

  1. I would do the same, stay at home with a good book.

    I dislike big social events with lots of people I dont know, or even worse, lots of people I know a little bit, or should know.

    Cold As Heaven


Be nice!