The last two days I spent walking around the Swedish forests some more, collecting more fungus. Here's why describing my experiences via a blog is difficult- cause you read forest, walking, fungus. Well today while doing this forest/walking/fungus stuff, I decided to write about the other stuff that goes on, the things I don't normally talk about...
For instance, today, while walking through the forest on a beautiful afternoon in Sweden, I found myself waving around a stick in front of me swiping away spider webs before I accidentally would walk into them. Ok, maybe I was waving the stick around like a 10 year old pretending he is wielding a sword chopping and flinging it around like a knight of the round table. Don't worry, it gets better.
I can't remember what song I was listening to when the sword fights with the invisible opponents/spider webs began, but I do remember a few throughout the day, and can now only laugh at the randomness of them all. Let's start with Barry White's - Never, Never Gonna Give Ya Up, singing along and dancing like an idiot on top of a mossy hill, later changing to some Stroke 9 - Kick Some A*s followed closely by The All-American Rejects. The last two are the type of that punk music phase that almost every teen goes through at some point, where if I was in the car with Taylor or anyone else for that matter two months ago, I would quickly have changed the song and act like I had no idea how that got on there. But I was by myself, and I hadn't heard those songs in a long time. And you know what- I had fun listening to these and other random songs, because when you're already in such a great mood, any song sounds good at that moment. And that's what living everyday to the fullest is all about. (Yes I know that's a huge overstatement, but you know what I mean).
What else has happened. Oh, Linda made the Swedish pancakes that she used to make for my family years ago, one of those foods that I will never forget eating a dozen of in one sitting as a kid, and they were equally as amazing today. Spread some lingo berries that she caught in the woods in her backyard and chase back with some coffee out on her porch, and that makes for one heck of a great start to the day.
I also saw one of the biggest rabbits I've ever seen. Might have been a hare. Not exactly sure of the difference between the two, and not afraid to admit that. As it sprinted away I instantly pretended it was yelling ''I'm late! For a very important date!''
Also got bit by something yesterday, swollen about the size of a tennis ball on the back of my ankle today. Figure it can't be too bad if it took it that long for me to notice it's swelling. I noticed the initial bite/whatever it is the other day when it happened, but didn't feel any swelling yesterday. If I have to cut off my leg I'll let you all know. Oh, also had my first tic today. Same with that- any diseases, you'll find out. I like limes, how bad can the disease be? I've already written it so deleting it wouldn't erase the bad karma I already put on myself so I'll just keep it.
Oh and saw a moose yesterday, 20 meters from the road. Just sat there looking at us for a while before taking off. Huge thing, but oddly graceful, if that makes sense.
Soon I'm going to write about American TV in Europe. Thanks Jersey Shore, no wonder they all hate us.
Going to bed. Checking out the city of Orebro tomorrow. G'night.
No wonder a spider bit you. Revenge against the American. Wonder if you were playing any broadway tunes in your head . ha ha
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