Morning train

Travelling south along the west coast of Sweden on the first X2000 morning service, I will be in Lund just in time for the department’s morning coffee. Yesterday was a good day: I sent a slightly revised version of my conference paper, along with a summary, to Manchester Metropolitan University, bought a nice camera and made my favourite pasta salad.

Tonight, there will be a seminar on Marx and capitalism at the Malmö Festival at seven. Until then, administrative duties and preparations for the teaching I will be doing in September before leaving for Australia.

Listening to Amy Macdonald’s enchanting Scottish accent singing “where you gonna sleep tonight”, I have no problem relating. Every so often I miss my room under the American trees with its white rocking chair. It has been close to three months now of roaming homelessness. In a sense, being this kind of “homeless light” strips away all that unnecessary weight and brings the fundamentals to the fore. At the same time, I never thought I would long so much for a simple wardrobe or a fridge..