So yet another day has almost past.... I spent the evening by watching two movies at home, In Hell (Jack the Ripper story) and a Beck movie, The Last Witness. They were both rather good although the latter one had a rather heavy part about love and trusting people, that stabbed me rather hard in the chest and got me thinking again.
I feel like I have much more energy now than earlier today. Perhaps my blogging is actually helpful? By the way, I took of my wedding ring yesterday. It feels very strange not to wear it all the time, which I have done since april 2 1996. I met Johanna in december 1990 in the common room in her student corridor. She was watching TV and I said hello (which I did to all nice looking women) on my way to another friend in the same corridor. On the way out she was still sitting there and I wished her a merry christmas. Apparently, that made a strong impression on her :-) One of the strongest memories I have from the time before we actually got together was when I was going to visit here. It was sometime before lunch and I went up to the seventh floor where she was living at that time. I rang on the door bell, but no one answered. I waited and gave up after a while and just as I was walking towards the stairs she opened the door to the corridor. Her short hair was in a mess and she was wearing her favorite big baggy training suit, which she always wore at home before she had to throw it away because it was falling to pieces. When I saw here then I became so happy. So very very happy. Where did all that happiness go?
Later the same spring I got ill with a fever and she sat by my side and took care of me.
In may we went to yet another late night fancy dinner and dancing and got home around 05:00. This was the first time we actually realized how light it gets very very early during the summer up here and we had to put up a blanket to cover the window to be able to sleep.
Over the years we coined an expression that keep coming up every time we travel somewhere: "We are on vacation! What do we do? We walk!" :-)
A couple of years ago we invented a game called "Bubbla" (swedish for bubble meaning the VW beetle). Whenever someone of us saw a Bubbla we shouted it and counted how many Bubblas we saw during that day or week or whatever. I miss playing the Bubbla game with you!
We have shared so much together. And now it is all in the past!
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