Quality time
Usually, when my fellow humans talk about quality time, they refer to the time spent with someone else. Sometimes I enjoy being with others, but I also enjoy being on my own and with nature. There is not much nature here in Copenhagen. I live close to green areas but parks and cemeteries feel very different to the sea and forests.
Walking feels like a transformative practice. I was on my own, but also with the city. In Copenhagen people seem to smile a lot, much more than in any other city where I've lived.
I didn't have any sophisticated plan for my walk or any particular destination in mind. I wanted to pick up some chamomile tea but that was it. This walk was a gift of quality time to myself.
I walked past a beautiful flower shop. I usually don't buy flowers and ask my fellow humans not to give them to me. I don't know how they are grown, what the labour conditions are, what chemicals are used in the process of growing these flowers. Oftentimes flowers are transported from far-away regions with much worse regulations than here in the Nordics. At times though I bring home flowers that grow naturally.