Alarm clock set up for 5:15

Flying to Tromsø first thing in the morning.
While getting ready for tomorrow, I came across the luggage tag that identified my suitcase four months and four days ago, when I arrived in Oslo and inevitably started looking back at what was in my mind back then. It's pointless to compare what were the expectations of the guy sitting on the flight TP649529 with the result of this first four months, but it's an exercise your mind makes faster than you notice. The reason it's pointless is that the past expectations entailed at least a minimum knowledge you thought you had about what it was going to be like. A wiser exercise would be, perhaps, to look to the next six months keeping in mind this knowledge acquired in the meanwhile about the expectations and "receive with simplicity everything that happens to you" like it's said in the beginning of A Serious Man by Coen brothers.
This is an utopia and I do realize it. Only a Buddha is able to do this and, although I'm getting fatter, it's not that much,
I won't be writing before January so it's useless to come here until then.
Last words to thank everybody who made this four months possible and to wish them and the ones reading this from Portugal a merry Christmas and a happy new year.