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Finally, we are through the pandemic. I feel pleased that I have been able to work throughout these years. At that time, we had to count the number of customers in the pharmacy. Clean the counters with disinfectants, keep distance and wear a medical facemask. I sometimes wear a facemask as a reminder due to the flu and covid. Unfortunately, a lot of people still suffer from covid, but symptoms are not that severe due to vaccination. I am impressed that vaccines were invented so rapidly. Simultaneously, we have been introduced to new technology by using mRNA.
Mankind has crossed boundaries and pushed health and life forward.
I am happy that I again have my usual habits. To save time, I go for a little longer workouts. Often strength, and later cardio. Or vice versa. I know my pulse and that is important in doing the interval training that I will do tomorrow. There are so many benefits to going for workouts. That reduces my cravings for sweets. Anyway, I try to keep a balance, and yesterday I did the traditional Christmas saffron cakes. I do that every Christmas since I love going for long winter walks, and when I get home I have a cup of hot chocolate with saffron cakes. This balance is difficult to keep, I mean sweets and exercise, but I try to keep up the good work.
After two hours of exercise today, I had a selfie. A dogma photo on the go, showing a smiling, but tired Anna.
Friday, and it is my name day. I like the 9th of December and I would like to say happy name day to everybody namned Anna 🎉. According to Christmas tradition, it is the day when you soak lutefish which I don´t like. Cannot eat lutefish and fermented herring, unfortunately. Today is just a mini blog for all Annas, and I would like to connect to previous writing where the theme was spies. I haven´t listened so much to Spice girls, but this song is somehow very nice. And it gives energy. Perhaps they were inspired by this poem?
What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Snips, snails
And puppy-dogs’ tails
That’s what little boys are made of
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice
And everything nice
That’s what little girls are made of
R. Southey (1774–1843)
As usual, I am playing with words that have many meanings. Christmas must(soda) is popular at this time of year in Sweden, but these days my thoughts are more towards the Swedish Military Intelligence and Security Service (MUST). The last week´s news is reminiscent of Guillou’s books with revealed infiltration of foreign spies in Sweden. The world of fiction became reality. A quick raid was carried out on a villa where a Russian couple was arrested. At the same time, a trial is underway against a pair of brothers suspected of passing sensitive military information to Russia. What would have happened if they had been allowed to continue? It is similar to Al-Qaeda’s way of infiltrating ordinary everyday life. And it ended as we remember with 9/11.
During the pandemic, I have been modest about traveling. I have revived memories from previous journeys that have been very intense and rich in content. There are some photos that I haven’t shown yet, but reality sets in, and below is a World War I photo. People fleeing to safer areas somewhere in Europe. It is more than a hundred years ago and media has developed rapidly. I am very interested in photography and was able to follow the development of the camera at that museum. Looking at the photo below, there is something that unites the past with the present. The feelings seem to be the same. Moreover, I had the opportunity to dream away for a while and was photographed in a time that since long is gone.