Discopants and Haircuts

I just got in contact with a girlfriend I had when I was 16-17 years old. Turns out she lived here in Norway for 14 years and has two kids who were born here. She’s back in Buffalo now. A part of me wished she still lived here. It would be nice to have more American friends to hang out with. 

I have been purposely staying away from politics lately. I don’t want to to know anything more until january 20th. Given the last 7 years and 10 months I dread to read what Bush will leave as a final fuck-you to the country. 

I also have been sleeping 16-17 hours a day. It is as if I have been switching to hibernation mode. Sleep, go to work, sleep… I am just going to let it keep happening. If the body speaks you gotta listen.

I think I have mentioned the air in Norway before. 

When Deb was pregnant with Natalie and she left Buffalo, for Norway, I came to visit a few times. Each time I came I lost weight. I also slept very deeply. It took me a few months to figure out it was the air. There is something about this place that makes the air like a drug. When I told my doctor that I lost weight when I visited, he said it was, partly, because I slept so well. 

I tried a little experiment a few weeks ago. I slept a whole week with the window shut. Then I slept a week with the window open a crack. I slept like a drugged baby when the window was open a crack. Needless to say, I leave it open a crack even when it is arctic cold outside. 

I have searched on for other people who have written about it. Nothing. 

Does anyone know anything about this?