i got two letters from Mr.postman yesterday. one was from the loveliest lycke in the world. with amazing treasures and this awesome, crocheted hat she made, oh i love it! thanks for this breeze of northern air, female warmth and care that came through the envelope, you saved me, since….
…the second letter was a fine from the tax office. a fine of 1400 euro’s. ha! to laugh or to cry?! it takes me a little bit more than two months to earn 1400 euro’s, now, i can’t even be angry at myself for having done something wrong, because this time i haven’t and believe me i easily could have, since dealing with bureaucracy and taxes in hebrew is not that easy. no, the responsibility is someone else's, but i am the one who ends up being screwed. taxstrated let’s call it. chop chop. anyone that wants to buy an arm or a leg? i decided not to cry, yet.