Friday, December 25

YEAR:  2020 | Tags:  | | | |

Itäväylä, 11:45


I wake up with indigestion and look out of the window to see the feeblest white christmas that I have ever seen. I go for a walk.

I go along the path and turn right by the gas station. The main road has almost no cars at all. Everyone in Helsinki without indigestion has presumably got a hangover.

I stand there for five minutes listening to the unusual silence until, in the end, a few cars go past. I photograph one of them.

The thin covering of snow will lay on the ground all day and pretend to count as winter. Nobody will get fooled.