In Sweden

It's never dark when I go to bed, now. It's never dark. There's only that hushed blue blanket spread over everything. Modern glassed-in buildings reflect ever-so slightly a greenish tone, a spot of peach, and you don't know if that's dusk or that's dawn. There is no black.

I think if someone asked me, what my favorite thing was, in this entire life, I think that would be it.