Now the sun’s gone to hell and the moon’s riding high.

Once again thinking of Finland. The good and the bad times I had there. Was having dinner with a co-worker last time. It’s amazing once you slowly make a transition from being an outsider at the job, in your hockey team or wherever. You suddenly become part of it. Your strengths and weaknesses become the system’s strenghts and weaknesses. It lives, laughs and cries through you. I’m slowly making that transition. It feels like coming home.

There’s so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

I believe.