One of those beautiful places in London. I like that it was so many green parks.

Well, back to Sweden. Early morning, my cousin has biked to work, and in an hour I get a ride to the train station by her brother. I am grateful.

I’m sitting here with a cup of coffee and read about Obamas speech to the world.
I wonder who supply Syria with weapons.

Today I have to contact my officer  at the employment office and make an appointment.
If there is something that makes me dejected and tired  are of these contacts that lead nowhere.
And one thing is for sure. They have no idea of how  the artistworld works.

Well, best to drink one more cup of coffee, but not from this coffee – machine  🙂

Vodka instead of coffee…