Someone once said that young people have forgotten that it’s OK to be sad: sometimes, instead of creating a façade, a wall of smoke, we should just sit down, let the tears run down our cheeks and scream. It’s actually quite human to feel blue once in a while.
I’m not really sad today, so the above paragraph has nothing to do with me, it was just a thought that occurred to me – actually this day has been both cosy and productive… I finally finished reading the book with the interesting title Sista kulan sparar jag åt grannen (I Save The Last Bullet For My Neighbour") while hiding from the world under my blanket. The book was good: about the war in Yugoslavia. The rest of the day has been dedicated to two dreadfully boring things: methodology and equations. And I’m cursing my brain for being so a-mathematical. It’s so FRUSTRATING to stare at the same equation for half an hour, knowing that it’s something I should know but my little greys just refuse to cooperate.