"Before you, my life was like a moonless night.
Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason ... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. 
When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore.
And there was no more reason for anything."


Det kunde varit mina ord.
Men nu är det inte det.
Jag är bara rastlös på jobbet.
Ivrig på att få ta bussen till solna, pendeln till märsta och tåget till uppsala.
Vad annars.