I wrote a long post and then I deleted it. It might sound trivial, but I realized that it marks a pretty clear distinction for what I want to publish on the Internet and what I’d rather deal with in “private”. I’m not the guy to put all of my feelings on display over the Internet. Maybe I will be some day, probably not. Some things are best dealt with the old fashioned way with people I trust. Do I trust you? Maybe. Probably, as most of the people who read this are my friends.
Now don’t go thinking that I’ve gone all depressed, soft and mushy on you guys. I just have a lot on my mind right now and thought that maybe writing about it would help sort my brain out. It did, but not in the way that I thought. It made me realize that the post that was will never be. And that’s that.
On that note, let’s lighten the mood a bit. After all, I could be worse off than enjoying an ice latte with the sun shining on my face and a holiday back home in Sweden coming up in a week.
I just wiped off a small pool (maybe not a pool, but a moist patch at least) of sweat from where my left hand is resting on the laptop. Eeew.
I’ll leave you with that image as I’ve got a date with my parents for kangaroo-skewers and beer at Little Creatures.
/J








































