Sunday night, still 20°C outdoors, 32 in my bedroom, work tomorrow. How the hell am I supposed to get any sleep in this heat? It’s impossible to imagine that I actually took a shower earlier; my body is all wet from sweat.
A phone call from a dear Finnish friend of mine tonight got me thinking of those cool summer nights up there last summer. It would be nice to be there now but all we have ahead is another eleven months of hard work