Woke up around 0800, brought my bag, stressed out the door to meet my dear mother who was waiting in the car.
My nerves were surprisingly calm and collected, but I had taken the time to be as prepared as I could be, at least when it comes to packing and what to bring. ( Or.. at least I thought, turns out I forgot to bring socks…)

So I just got word that I am what can be considered a " 30-year-old Boomer", something which is, in these days, colloquially shortened to Boomer.

I had been talking back and forth with Damien online and we finally settled on meeting up so that I could get my hands on a cassette from Envig, the band that he plays in.