Choses

Friday morning. Life goes on. I just read that my old apartment in Thailand is for rent. We move. I have many memories from that apartment.

Otherwise, well I got stuck in my thoughts again. Maybe it’s a question of early 50-year crises? What do I know, but as “Stina” said, chooses continues all the life.

At least I get to choose a new sofa for the new apartment. I want one of these where you can lie down, stretch out and possibly fall a sleep in front of TV or the magnificent view with an ice-cold beer. They have one now on sale, and furniture are really cheap in Thailand anyway. The Sofa cost only 214 US dollars. My wife send a really bad quality picture from some brochure, but it’s supposed to be in leather


Whatever
Good night