A Summer Day

Well, here's another summer where I master the art of wasting my life time. I am sitting here in my summer house convincing myself that I have the prefect life. I have a decent job, a loving husband and 2 beautiful children, an apartment in a prestigeous area in Stockholm and a summer house by the lake about 100 km south of Stockholm.

Well, I am not a woman who appreciates free time. Free time is time of depression. I start to contemplate about life and mankind. I do not like to go out as going out means consuming the money I earned by working my ass off all year.

Today has been a bad day as my computer is not supplying me with what I need so I guess I need to go out and do my share of consumption, i.e. buy a new computer.

Once upon a time, books were my best friends. Nowadays, the computer is taking the place of many best friends I used to have. My best friends are collecting dust while waiting for me. Why do you think this is happening? Let me know:)