Or perhaps rather when I am, if I can put it that way. What day is it? How fast does a week go? Is this week over yet? When is tomorrow? And what month is it really?
And you may ask yourself, how did I get here.
I look out the window and I am reminded that I am now at our summer place in the far south of Norway. It's sunny outside, summer-sunny. Flowers are busy blooming. The sea looks tempting, blue skies are already swimming in it. Wind in trees. Flies in windows.
Me in vertigo.
Am I leaving on Tuesday?
Apparently.
Have I remembered everything?
No idea.
But then again,
time exists just on your wrist so don't panic.
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