Hours left

My last time ever to see Kent live is edging closer. I am trying to adjust to the fact that I will be up on a seat, instead of standing in the middle of a crowd. To the fact that the angle may be strange, that I will see less of the actual people.

On the other hand, to hell with that. I will most likely be as swept up and carried away as usual. Goosebumps, lump in throat, what have you. It is the last time. It is time. Let us make the most of it.

(I will not need to worry about taking pictures either, turns out people already did that and put them on Instagram. Very handy. Still, I will probably take one or two, if for no other reason than to see how the phone camera handles the situation.)

Vi ska alla en gång dö.