The Airportline: Observations

Inflation, it feels like its everywhere. Inflation in blogs about nothing, inflation in guessing where the economy might be going, inflation in concerts, albums, books I should/want to read, inflation in people complaining about stupid things, like inflation. It’s like a disease, that’s why I’m flying to Helsinki today, cause in Finland they don’t have inflation, only a language which no one can read or write. I’m also going to my grand mother’s funeral, she was very old and wanted to die, so she did, and now we all meet again, and maybe I will tell everyone about all the phone calls I got from her when I could still speak and understand Finish. How she would read from the bible while I almost fell asleep on the other end of the line, how she always ended her monologue with jeesus rakasta sinua (jesus loves you). And I always wanted to go out and play, and not listen to my crazy Finish grandmother, cause when you are young it’s hard to find time for bible reciting in Finnish.