I've been thinking. Yes, thank you, my head hurts a little, but not that much. I think it's a practise-thing. The more you practise thinking, the less it hurts. The point is that I was thinking. About how easy it would be to disappear if you really wanted to. I mean, first I would buy a pack of hair colour and dye my hair. Then I would remove all the money from my bank account over a series of days. After that I would exchange the currency to American dollars - they're valid in so many more countries than the Swedish Krona. After that I would make sure that I've left everything electronical at home - I mean, let's be honest, people who want to be found bring their cellphones - and buy a ticket for the train or boat, something that doesn't require an ID.
Now, let's assume that I don't want to go to Switzerland (where I could just hide in a coo-coo-clock and eat chocolate all day long). I'd get down to Africa and hide somewhere without electricity. Sure, I'd be known as "the white chick" or something like that, but I would disappear from Europe. And I'd be fucking hard to find. I'm just saying...
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