I'm an icelandic mom/wife with a music addiction so bad that it's just ridiculous. A teenager in the 80s with probably half of my music library dedicated to that era (I have over 10.000 songs in my library). A general nerd all in all. I like humans who are humane. I refuse to fit in. I do what I like, I wear what I like, I listen to what I like. Proud not to ever be called "normal". I dance like a loon because I don't know how to dance any other way.
On my bikeride to work at 07:10 this morning I saw someone who was kneeling with his forehead on the pavement, bum in the air, hands prayer-like in front of his head. I was startled, thinking that may be a drunkard in trouble.
As I passed him I heard the prayer in arabic.
I must say I was impressed. Getting out of the house around 7am to pray in the morning sun is something I would never bother to do.
I just leave the house at 7am for work.
