Day 202: Comparisons

It's easy to compare. I think it's healthy. The mind smiles a sigh of relief when something can be sorted, compartmentalized into a neat little brain-folder.  That doesn't mean I like it. I prefer to open that shiny file cabinet; tip it over; and roll around in the dumped folders, scrambling those predictable [and thus, boring] categories into unrecognizable, delightfully strewn, disorganization. 

But I also accept the benefits of social conformity, so....

If the Swedish skies are that of South Dakota's--big, broad and blue (filed); then Swedish nights are of my wildest dreams. A fairy tale fantasy land of slowly scurrying and sweetly sleeping hedgehogs (filed). 

And I thought night crawler hunting was fun. (I promise not to use hedgehogs as fishing bait. I'll only use the sightings as happy pills and photo opts)