Very frequently I have the impression of not doing what I think I feel I ought to be doing. It is strange. But it also helped to have it described by someone else. The inquiry is yet to be resolved. I suppose things are getting better.

Christmas at home was good and pleasant. Before New Year's Eve, I was back on transit: I'd spent it in Denmark (mit første nytår her!), with my friend — and his friends — and their friends.

What's ahead? I'm not sure. For now, cold hands and bicycle rides; some snow — ice on the floor and soft crystal shards from the sky every now and then.