I’m on the train again . . . This time on my way back to work after spending the weekend at home. I can’t help thinking about some CC-licensed (I think) song I heard around Christmas, “Everything’s dead pretty when it snows”. It doesn’t snow today. The sun shines brightly but there’s lots of snow and Sweden looks absolutely beautiful as the train rushes through it. I wish I was on my way to a winter holiday instad of rushing between two town centers.



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