DIE!

Two months ago, my girlfriend visited me. We fancied some walk to the beach at night, in order to take some pictures and mainly to enjoy a fresh air walk. It was enjoying, but it was also getting pretty cold. It was around 9 p.m. and on our way back, a Finnish drunk young man came by us, and was starting to speak Finnish. I apologized and told him that I only speak English. He stepped back a second, and apologized in his turn. He started to ask in English that he felt lonely, and was happy to meet some foreign people. Then, on his dash, he asked me if he could hug me. I was on a good mood this night, so I went along and cuddled him. He asked my girlfriend but she was laughing and refused. Thereafter he tried to make us stay, but we wanted to continue our way home.

It was really funny, but also very sad. I started asking myself how come people want a perfect stranger to fill their lack of affection.

The young man had obviously drunk enough so he couldn’t be able to prevent his impulses. You hardly take recoil in such a state, and just do what you would like to do. I still wonder if this act didn’t betray a lack of affection, or if he just wanted to hug my girlfriend, but had to pass me first. Maybe it gave me some more information on Finnish people, or maybe it just gave me information on him, I can’t define a people from only one of them.