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Ugh...! Yucky smell.
Yup, it's time for one of THOSE again, a meandering post of an equally meandering walk. I've been SO LAZY these past couple days, it's totally disgusting. The only exercise anyone's seen for a couple days is my Diablo 2 Necromancer, heheh!
I took a walk around the nearby lake. That's about an hour, and if I take an indirect route back home it's another 20 minutes or so. I set out at a little past eight, and by then it was still fairly bright. The sun was on its way down, and the days ARE getting noticeably shorter, but it's still really easy to see things at that time. I didn't listen to music, I had my Biosphere minidisc in the player and I blame that for losing my headset the other day. If I hadn't been listening to music, I'd heard the belt-clip thingy fall.
Also, the new headphones I bought in England are such tight a fit; that makes music sound awesome with almost frighteningly deep bass (really impressive for a set of speaker diaphragms that are no more than 9mm in diameter or so), but that also mean they lock out almost all sounds of nature. That's fine if I'm on a bus or a tram or such where I don't want to hear any of the surrounding noise, but it's different when on a walk like this.
There weren't many people out and about, I was on my way towards the lake and the tiny little beach when I saw four people with two dogs. One dog, with a long-ish pelt with white and light brown patches, looking kinda like some kind of spaniel, was tiny, just a pup, and it was bouncing all over, running around the other larger dog. That one was black with white patches, or maybe white with black patches, and had even longer fur. They made no sound at all, they didn't bark, they just played. Well, the little dog did most of the playing, making the adults laugh at the pup's youthful enthusiasm.
The big dog was remarkably patient at the little one's antics, they sniffed each other, licked and touched each other's noses with their own, and the little dog really bounced around the big one! Like, taking tigger-hops where all its paws were in the air! 
(I'm having a little break in the writing here, watching some TV... There's this program on right now about life in modern Japan, and they're interviewing different people, including this really weird photographer. He's got a round, slightly pudgy face, tiny small black sunglasses and an almost bald head. The hair he has is grey and sits from above his ears in an arch back around his neck, and it sticks outwards and upwards in a kinda wolverine-like mane manner. He looks A LOT like a character in some kind of Japanese videogame, Heihachi from Tekken comes to mind. Well, the hair looks a bit like Heihachi's I mean, the face's totally different heheh!)
My walk continued, I was thinking on a scene for my Christmas Carol story, and I found a nice solution to that conundrum. After passing the beach it was starting to get dark for real, but the sky wasn't really starting to go blue just yet. My steps took me away from the lake again and back into the forest on the second half of the walk, not much happened until I almost reached the recreation facility of Skatås (Magpie Ridge), with its many cabins dedicated for various sports clubs where people change to either go for a run, play football or volley ball, toss frisbees etc etc. When I was no more than twenty meters from the edge of the forest where the large clearing with all the cabins began, a small deer scuttled across the path ahead of me. I'd been hoping to see one, and I did...
Deer are so pretty! So graceful, so beautiful. This one had tiny little horns on its head too, maybe a decimeter and a half long or so. Not sure if that means it is a (young) guy, or a lil girl or whatever, it still looked really cute! It hurried across the path, but then slowed down once it got its white butt in amongst the trees on the other side and continued slowly up a shrubby slope without a worry in the world it seemed. I didn't stay to look, because by then it really was getting dark in amongst the trees, and it was getting difficult to see.
It took me maybe 30 minutes or so to get back home, during which I merely walked and thought about stuff. What stuff? Nothing in particular really. I can't remember. I got back to the apartement complex and looked up at the sky. It was now deep blue, with some pink/orange fluffy clouds high up in the sky. I thought, I should get up on the topmost walkways and look at the view, and this choice is why I'm smelling of smoke...!
A few minutes later, I was at the primary lookout point. I looked towards the west and saw our moon hanging just off the horizon, big and pale, shining in a distinct crescent-like fashion with a peculiar congealed-blood rust-red color for some reason. Probably due to atmospheric haze being colored by the sun shining from below the horizon or something...
I turned my eyes northward, spying a big white-ish cloud coming up from the main parking area where the mini-market and such is located. I had previously seen the cloud through a narrow opening between two buildings and thought it to be smoke from one of the two thermal powerplants far away. The air's not as warm anymore (particulary in the evening), so maybe their exhaust gasses would condense due to the slightly chilly temperatures I thought. Seeing the cloud properly however told me it was far, far more local in nature, and had a very distinct smell of burning wood and plastic...!
I hurried to the scene. Rounding the last corner, I spotted the general source of the smoke, something near the gymnastics hall, possibly that building itself. Two big fire engine tanker trucks stood nearby with hoses running over the ground, as well as a rather large crowd of mostly kids of varying ages from less than ten up to the upper teens.
It wasn't the big building that was on fire, it was a small storage shed/garage right nearby. It was still burning and spreading more acrid smoke, though the flames were pushed back down deep inside the building. I cursed the fact my cellphone was packed full of images AND had a dead battery too! I so wanted to snap a pic of some hot Swedish firemen for you guys!  Oh well, probably wouldn't have been a very good pic anyway due to the darkness. (Maybe.)
That was just the second fire that I know of in this complex. The first was during my first or maybe second year while I was still living in my first tiny student apartement, in another apartement up in the far end of the complex. That wasn't very exciting, and neither was this actually. I went back home, but not before my clothes and hair had sucked up this unattractive smell...
Anyway, I wasn't going to write all this, I just intended to go for a walk, but stuff happened so here it is... Thanks for your attention.
-L
PS: Oh, by the way... Seems I get some things right sometimes...: http://www.voy.com/17262/4889.html 
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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