I’ve previously written about the story behind this photo — how three years ago, I’d slipped and hit my head at a swimming pool in Oslo, Norway, which landed me in the hospital.

But I haven’t written about what happened the following day.

Under strict orders from the doctor not to read, write, or look at any screens for three days or risk slowing my recovery, I took to wandering the streets of Oslo.

Which is how I wound up in a beautiful cemetery, where I had an encounter with a man that has stuck with me ever since.

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