It is still autumn here in Stockholm, it feels wierd since by now it is the worst part of winter up i Kiruna, my home town.
Time seems to be out of place when I don't have to wade through a snowstorm whenever I go outside this time of year.
My sister called today and congratulated me, "-for what?".
"- Its your birthday silly!" I had completely forgotten that... In my mind it was still the end of August.
So as you see, times flow in a trickle over here. And I'm every bit as happy as I could be about that.