I´m on one of the Gothenburg trams. Just watched a movie
with my fellow soldiers.
The X-Files. It was pretty good. Really good.
Then, my companions decided to go out and grab a beer.
I decided not to. Hell, I don´t even like beer.
There´s a lady sitting next to me now. I´d guess she´s a few
years older than me.
She´s working on her nails. They look fine to me though...
but she´s probably seeing things I can´t. As, of course, I´m
trying to be discrete, and watch her only from the corner of
my eye.
Using my perimeter vision.
That´s a necessity, being discrete.
I don´t think she´d like it if she caught me looking at her
while she is doing her nails.
She´s a smoker as well. I can smell that. Maybe she´s taking
care of her nails so carefully because she´s worried they´ll
get that faint yellow colour that tends to appear on and
around the fingertips of people who smoke a lot.
Or maybe she´s just spending the time it takes to reach her
destination, doing something she enjoys doing.
Like I do.

Now she´s getting off. This is the first time I can get a clear
view at her. She´s kinda pretty, and she has makeup on.
And now she´s leaving.. What was it that Clint said?

If she´s just the slightest bit interested, she´ll turn around.

Nah, she didn´t. Wonder what she´d do if she knew what
I´ve been thinking.. hah, I´m a sick man.

So I find myself looking out the window instead. Still awhile
to go before I´m getting off. The military area is quite far from
the centre of Gothenburg.
So I´m looking out the window.
I think I´m hoping to see Ulrika (an IRC-friend). She´s in
Gothenburg as well you see. To study.
I know, I know.. there are somewhere between 5- and 600000
people living here. But I´ll inevitably be seeing some of them on
my way home.. It just might be her.
And what would I do then? Start tapping on the window? Lean
out and cry something?
Nah, probably not.
But still...

Now, some guys came in.. They´re about my age, and they´re
pretty loud. I can smell their perfume-for-men.. But there´s no
way I could place it.
They have low shoes with those broad, white shoelaces.
The kind that are never held together the traditional way, by a
knot, but instead just seem to disappear into the shoe, making
it look loose and comfortable.
At Ease.
But I wouldn´t know. I am yet to discover the trick.
Oh, seems like I´m getting off now.

"Just gotta get out,
Just gotta get right outta here."

And the walk to the barracks is pretty comfortable.
I kinda like this area now, the same area that gives me bad
feelings during daylight. At that time, it´s a place of exercise and
commands. But I like it now, like visiting your school during the
weekend. On my spare-time. On my
free
time.
It´s quiet.. I seem to be the only one walking here.. and not many
lights.. it´s dark, but not too dark.
And some crickets here and there.
It makes me feel good.
Cosy.

The Hultsfred Experience

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