It’s strange how something – or someone, like a parasitic worm – infiltrates your dreams. Suddenly things and people you haven’t thought of in months or years suddenly are right there in your mind, throwing questions and possibilities into the fray. Not real questions or possibilities. Just things the mind concocts to throw you a little off balance for a couple of days.

Oh, even Oslo – in the sun – can be beautiful. Even though summer is over and daylight hours are mercilessly short. The coming of autumn and threat of winter have been hardest this year of all years.

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