Hi, Sleepy.
I start on a rainy afternoon in Stockholm and go wherever my head takes me. Marble statues of sorrow. Craving sugar. A monk's TV room and a beard brushing my forehead. Carrying too many plastic bags.
I talk about illusions and instant gratification. About loneliness. About disappointing first kisses. About how strangely normal my dreams became after I had looked grief straight in the face.
And through all of it, I just want to be a decent person. Not perfect. Just decent.
It's okay to feel lost. It's okay to want to be held. Let's sit here a while.
Sleep tight.
More about me: https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl
From the archive, first heard in June 2025.
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