{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Acast","provider_url":"https://acast.com","height":250,"width":700,"html":"<iframe src=\"https://embed.acast.com/$/63e334a945a81300106c87c3/681905d11d28d62313c13e24?\" frameBorder=\"0\" width=\"700\" height=\"250\"></iframe>","title":"Just One of Those Nights, Sleepy","thumbnail_width":200,"thumbnail_height":200,"thumbnail_url":"https://open-images.acast.com/shows/63e334a945a81300106c87c3/1746470330004-71cfb555-4411-4b4d-9db7-1f645d844998.jpeg?height=200","description":"<p>Hi, Sleepy. This is me again. Henrik. </p><p>Floating above the endless void of meaning and language and strangely shaped English sentences. </p><p><br></p><p>In tonight’s episode, I reflect on the tragic beauty of being a Swedish man with a microphone and no filter. </p><p>We talk about parenting, loneliness, oceans, boats, triangles on Venus, the impossibility of controlling anything, and the maddening mystery of what birthdays felt like in 1348. </p><p><br></p><p>I admit my fears. I praise curiosity. I thank my imagination. And I speak, because that’s what I do. Words tumble like socks in a dryer, some pairing off, some lost in the dark.</p><p>This isn’t a lullaby. It’s something else. Something that floats. Welcome to another introspective and imaginative journey to sleep.</p><p><br></p><p>Sleep tight!</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><strong>More about Henrik, click here:</strong>&nbsp;https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl</p>","author_name":"Kirinaja"}