Old man...

...sweaty, stretched veins, puffed...after the daily late afternoon run on Ravlunda shooting range, his favourite place on earth (ironic - the old conscientious objector!)... in his iPod (couldn't resist buying one any longer)... old funk music... now "Melting Pot" by Booker T & MG:s ...afterwards takes a lovely bath in the Baltic sea... today at least 18 degrees... has his lake & sea soap with him and washes his old body while feeling much younger than his body...in fact he's convinced (in spite he's considering himself a quite analytic guy) that his inner self (as everyone else's...) is a timeless spot transcending physical time, movements and change....