Smskrig. Frustration. Nybäddat. Skärgårdsdoktorn. Trötthet. Bra kväll? Avgör själva.

Avslutar kvällen med en text ur en av mina favoritlåtar med mitt absoluta favoritband Rise Against.

"All because of you, I believe in angels.
Not the kind with wings, no, not the kind with halos. The kind that bring you home, when home becomes a strange place. I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out."