Just my quick thoughts here. I’ve just been out for a late evening run. I’ve not been on a good run since moving, which is a shame because I am so close to some great running space by the waterside. I did a good 15-20 mins worth which was more than I expected, just enough to work a good sweat.
Anyway, as I stopped I had a little pause and a think. I’d passed a few people on my run around, a few teens hanging as amicable as any humans would by the shopping centre, but generally it is quiet. Eerily quiet.
It’s a Saturday night at 10:00p.m. I count the numbers of the storeys on the flats around me. 8, 9, 10 storeys high. On both sides, and down the next street. I stop. There’s a man walking behind me who goes past. I notice that a car comes past me on the road, the fact I notice startles me. I look around, lights are on, but it’s like no one’s home. You can see TV’s flicker, but there’s not a drop of sound.
I consider this, because surely somebody, somewhere here must be having a good time tonight, and they weren’t at the near-empty local pub (of sorts).
Has Sweden hibernated already (given their wimpish nature to the ‘cold’ October with hats and gloves, I wouldn’t be surprised)?
But whatever it is, silence. And then I think a few things out. I’ve never been a city boy, so I’ve made an assumption that they should have a bit of noise about them. My only experience of high-density living was in university which should be party central. And the demographics. This is an older person area. And then I think to my street at home, and it is similarly quiet and people do just stay in.
Or of course, it could just be the super-insulated triple glazed windows we all have.
This is all just a thought about society. Draw your own conclusion. Mine is that Sweden is a place set up for families, which I will discuss later.
Lots of thinking for a Saturday evening…