Norwegian detective stories. Travelling. Playing with puppies and sleeping with cats. Thinking of writing. Frozen to the bones. Fallas. Food. Bosnian books. Tea. Planning the future. Fitness. A bit of guilt. Walking. Good company. Dissatisfaction. Assignments. Writing mini stories in Hungarian. Picking yet another language. Maybe.
Now. An hour of Hungarian. Then a chapter of Bones and then it’s time to return to the fascinating world of personality psychology.
Back in Finland I spent a lot of quality time with both Tomi and Sasha. Sasuli (as we call her) had grown and was slightly bigger than in this photo.