Expecting the magic message. The all-connecting Internet reaching out and telling me that the people I thought about all day about are thinking about me, too. That my brother and sister are just around the corner and will drop by to have a beer in just a minute.
Damn global networking when you're sick with the flu, thoroughly miserable and full of self-pity. Would somebody please make me a cup of tea ?
(the picture was taken almost a year ago by my cousin Hannes on our grandmothers 90th birthday. From left to right: Cousin Benjamin, brother Daniel, cousin Fridolin and me. Hanna gave up and went to bed early.)