About to go for a nighttime bus ride.

Jeremy Witt is some sort of counter-Gatsby. He was born with everything, and he spends the rest of his life trying to get rid of it. In the end, he's doomed to fail and the things he really wants cannot be found.

You'll see. You will see. The story may be too much and ridiculous, but what else would you expect from a 16-year-old genius?

When this blog has millions of international readers, I'm going to force them to listen to several Finnish songs that everybody should hear. Like this one:

Do I have some swift form of bipolar disorder? Yesterday I was so unhappy, and NOW I'M SO HAPPY THAT MY HEAD IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE.

This night is holy. My heart is holy. Oh, holy Rebekka