Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Oh boy, do we love the Americans! Once again are we in our prime element, and filling up the lungs with the oxygen of life.
If people call us Sweet in Sweden, our newly required nicknames are Crazy and Trouble.
- I can tell that you are trouble.
- No, I'm not. I'm a ray of sunlight.

Then again, it is the whole issue of values, where the Yankees have a peculiar tendency to put money and work before friends, family and lovers. And from that point of view, being exposed to unconditional love, however briefly, might be very troublesome for, say, future existence.

What can we say, besides throwing around some wise quotes;
"You can either be miserable or happy. The work is the same, the choice is yours."