No, this isn’t an “I’m sorry I exist” posting.

Today, again, it was cold enough for breath to become visible and as I was standing at the bus stop I tried to breathe slower and slower because the cloud of vapour that was rising out of my nose looked screamingly white. I don’t make noises when I breathe (hey, some people do…) so it annoys me when people can see it anyway!

On another note, I ordered the PostSecret book on a whim. I’ve been reading the blog for a while and some of the postcards have been very apt and touching. I doubt the exhibition ever reaches Finland and I’ve been bummed about the fact that the site doesn’t hold an archive. And besides, I like books.