I have lived this same life out in the archipelago during the summer. You are out on an island for two months in the Baltic, like Robinson Crusoe, with nothing to do but ponder, look at the sea and sauna. Every three days you take a boat and go to the nearest island to shop for supplies - especially crates of red wine.

Sometimes friends drop by unexpectedly and you party. Sometimes it rains. Sometimes the mosquitoes are intolerable. Every night you light a bonfire and stare into the flames. You read a lot of books, especially in a little hut where you crap and there are even more mosquitoes - and possibly snakes.

It is the best time a human being can have...

You can't be me, I'm taken