Today I went home for lunch, Em came home yesterday and started working again at three today. When I have the chance and she’s home I come home for lunch.

Coming out of the store where I bought some lunchrelated items I saw smoke rising over the city which is normal when looking in the direction of the iron works. As I got closer to home I realized it didn’t come from the smelters but from the area where I live. Coming even closer the smoke seemed to come from our house, a few hundred meters from home I saw a whole bunchof fire engines. My heart started pounding a little faster to say the least.

I figured that with the luck I’ve been having as of late with computers dying on me, TV:s being smashed and receivers giving up the last thing I needed was for my house to burn down.

I started biking faster and soon realized it was the house next to ours that was on fire. Two apartments that are next to our “back yard” was burning pretty intensely.

Luckily they could stop the fire after destroying “only” two apartments and some of the attic space. I really can’t imagine having my home burn down and really don’t want to experience it.

All the memories and everything you own, gone within a few minutes.