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Lusaka is hot again, very hot. The sun is reaching its peak already around 10 am and it becomes unbaearable to be outside. Even the shade is hot. I have since long deleted my Swedish urge to catch the sun. To embrace the sun, I know embrace the coolness of inside. The first 12 months in Zambia seem to do that. You learn to hide wherever you can when hot season approaches and you find the darkest corner in your concrete house to cool off. Or a pool. We have a pool, and it is usually full and functioning during the hot season, but this year the lack of power and water has forced us to empty it. The water helped the garden survive, so nothing was lost, just my cooling off routine gone.
When the heat waves linger over Lusaka I hide from the world. I disappear into books, Netflix shows and other time consuming activities. One of them take quite a lot of my time. It is a hobby I have that I think most of you do not know about. I do not talk, or write, about it much even if it is something I spend a lot of time thinking about. I spend a lot of time hiding with it in the dark corners of the house.
I found it when I got sick in 2017. I have a chronic disease called psoriasis arthritis, it came the summer (Swedish) 2017 after I had fallen ill in a flu. The arthritis stayed, not very welcome, but has not left the building anyway.
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