On Monday I saw the Icelandic film "Á ferð með mömmu". The black and white movie told the story of a man going to bury his mother in her home village. On this journey he is accompanied by a dog and reflections on life. Good cinema. On Tuesday, I found out that my friend from company that i used worked died. Myocardial infarction. Funeral on Friday. Wednesday marks ten years me working in a photo studio. I ended today with a praise of life, the movie "Perfect days". While I'm writing this, I'm listening to the music from the photo, I recommend it to everyone to calm down. Lots of thinking this week.