Memories of bumming

- Cutting first year university English class to just sit with a classmate on a bench overlooking Bellarmine field

- June day standing on the top floor of a Norrköping parking lot, eating McDonald's donuts with coffee and looking at the city from above

- Spring in Vrinnevi forest, lying down on a picnic mat looking at the sky

I don't know why I thought of these, but I just wanted to say that bumming is great. So little done, so much enjoyment. There should more excuses to do just nothing. I hope I never forget how to bum when I grow old.