goose

I met a girl in Sheffield. This girl is German. She studies Renewable Energy in Scotland and she is a scout. We tried to keep each other awake in a very very crowded and stuffy panel debate, on an otherwise very interesting topic of Direct Action, by writing to each other in my book.

We still write to each other, and I sent her some of my favourite songs at the moment, or rather, my norwegian favourites at the moment, whereupon she comes with this poem to me (Måken, see below) and even if I don't really like the guy who sings it, sitting in England, getting this text about my favourite thing, namely the ocean, from a german girl -- goosebumps.