I don't want to work today.I completely refuse and stay in bed with coffee and newspapers.
At 12: sushi-lunch with Helena (that works way to much) then I want to pass at Black Market and see if they have some nice perfumes...then maybe I'll go and try those ACNE shoes, I dreamed about them some weeks ago and since then they're stuck in my head. I just hope now that they won't fit me because I don't need more shoes. Sun is shining outside but the winter is slowly coming, I think what I need is some gloves to save my poor hands when I go with the bike. Like yesterday morning, at 6.30 when I crossed town for a "breakfast"-meeting with Ellen at Hotel Diplomat (great breakfast there...) it was still dark but then when I came down to Slussen i saw one of those sunrises to remember. It was like the opposite of those pink-orange-purple sunsets I saw over Manhattan (far away from here).
Yesterday people were so angry and mad. Why can't people just relax a little bit? That kind of behavior is killing me.
