Memories of summer

What do you think about when you’re on a train? Rushing through the south swedish landscape, going from Kristianstad to Hässleholm.

This summer I’ve been thinking a lot about The Ark, what they mean to me and I’ve been feeling very sad because of their break up. I’ve been thinking about the good moments with friends, about the ghost house we’ve been to and about those small moments that stays in the mind. About the travels, the big ones and the small. This is a compund of the past summer. Now I’m back in the north, yesterday the leaves fell to the ground as my friend and I walked from the city center. The trees are already colourful and winter doesn’t seem far away.


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