A slow Sunday. I was up the coast with friends on Saturday night, playing boardgames and drinking summery wine outside till late in the evening. I was, at one point, crying nearly hysterically I was laughing so much. Old friends are the best, especially smart and cheeky ones.
I got the train back to Copenhagen after breakfast and spent most of the afternoon on the couch, reading and drinking beer. A walk to the local ramen spot was well worth it though, for this golden light.