Day 214: Dear Sweden

Dear Sweden.
I've been meaning to talk with you.  Things just aren't working out.  Everything will be fine & it's certainly not completely your fault. It's your location, your proximity to the sea, your weather. I still love you. I just don't love what you're doing to me.

What is Sweden doing to me? Her sun shines, I embark on 20 minute bike ride. She rains and winds all over me. She shines again while I sit through several hours of class, dripping wet then chilling my bones. I step outside. She rains and blows.

This all could be tolerable, if it didn't feed my death-sickness-monster.

So, A disappointing little video of my [unsafe?] walk home. Or is it my darkened soul? No, I didn't see any hedgehogs (would have made a lovely distraction); I did see one mouse and one large rabbit.

REMEMBER:
Tomorrow your voice will be heard. Or at least your vote. Or at least you'll find out what you may or may not choose to vote on. Tomorrow.