I hear a well known voice behind me at the Sluice and cheering happily at a classmate from primary school who is talking in his mobile. So, I meet three former co-workers at the city center. Then, I meet up with a dagisförälder that I haven't seen in ten years. Hello Stockholm? What happens?
most days of the year is the most I meet strangers. Despite the fact that I have lived in Stockholm almost my entire life.
one of the capital's major advantages. To remain anonymous, gives a kind of freedom that is reminiscent of the freedom in nature (but which is otherwise not possible to compare). In both the forest and in the city you can go around as a viewer of their own thoughts, which actually is one of my favorite things to do.
But you start to suddenly go to the right and left hands, something with the city. Stockholm, shrinks, and feels both warmer and more intimate. Famous faces are everywhere among juldekorationerna. “Hey. No, but hello. Hello. Hi all, it was a long time ago. Merry christmas. Health!” It is just to make themselves prepared with nods of recognition or hälsningskramar, depending on who shows up in the crowd.
happily on the man, I make eye contact with on Nybrogatan. I know him so well, an old acquaintance. In the same moment he greets back, I realize that it is a polite, but otherwise a bit quizzically, Krister Henriksson, who I have tried to become tjenis with. You know, the actor. So here before christmas are forced out of the town, known and unknown. You don't need health at all.
Helena Sjödin Öberg is the editor of the DN's and think about the people, now if someone would doubt it.