July 30, 2008
I woke up in grandmother's guest room, rested still feeling under the weather. I had breakfast before taking the bus to the commuter train. As I sat on the train heading to the central station of Stockholm, I eavesdropped on the dull conversations the teenage girls had around me, feeling completely indifferent to their lives. I dragged my bag up and down stairs before coming to the subway platform, and I sat down, the train six minutes away, wondering why no man had tried to pick me up for months and accepting the answer with a wry smile to myself.