I want to become a writer. The bus sprinted aggressively across the clumsy road missing each and every vehicle that it overtook by mere inches. And it was no discomfort to anyone standing inside as we had inherited through natural selection the traits of going through normal life while simultaneously being thrown over from one corner of the bus to another; the ticket collector issues a ticket in one corner and screech.

Stockholm Serendipity is a selection of thoughts I choose to write about. Moments which have stuck with me, topics I ponder and situations I muse about. The things I stumble upon. The serendipity in my life. Tusentals människor räddade, människor på flykt från sitt eget land, människor vars valda politiker tycker att de är äckliga, smutsiga och besudlar stadsbilden.