The newspaper is full of cuts that spring fever, the group tries to put together to satisfy Brussels, the Netherlands had the talk about the 3% and will be able to count on little respite. One of the points is in the list is again a major saving on the care and again I read that the contribution goes up with the result that I almost beyond the summer I lost all my disposable money on expenses that I make because I unfortunately make use of medication and therapy. I can stop anywhere and wait for the moment as it runs on my shoes that I cost the State nothing more, that's the solution?

Therefore a small contribution for the spring tickle boot, the care is steeped in bureaucracy, want to know everything means that more supportive people working in health care than people who provide care, this reduction saves a lot of labor intensive work and money. This is particularly know for insurers, with their ass on the millions and are mainly concerned with their own profit and certainly not with care.
Specialists in the Netherlands earn more than their counterparts elsewhere, who can return, employed by the hospital and they run really not all gone abroad, it is better not even think that it is so.
In addition, more control, it is still shocking to read that some toko accounts sends based on DBC's where not checked or carer grants by people that they may, no one pays blind the bills to the intermediary that there are iron and part of the work is mainly done by the ignorant as already done, that we know so little about where the money is still a shortcoming that can be easily corrected and money.

The dare brag about reform, about your own shadow to move, my lords and ladies of the spring table, dares you really? I'll help you fix a hand .....

It's a while since I was here, my own place on the web was in the corner of no interest ended when I found that writing was not as it was, hours staring at a keyboard without the fingers the letters were the words formed in which my mind could find a way out. For a long time this was a way for me things in a row to set up, understand, or simply as an outlet for all that stuff in my brain as separate, idiot, insane, insanity, ignorance and what is so more to come, served. Not that I grew to hate writing, words are powerful weapons that you can play a lot and can say without much is common, but effective.

But I liked the game stops being fun, I become a spectator in a world where I be a part of and that is getting used to. The company is not waiting for me, made me put aside and there I find a way in which a dark path goes to a light somewhere at the end what will be found, I think to have a foothold for the days who come and go by myself to be completed, no one does it for me, not my buddy who doorstep, although I do not know whether I have been waiting for. The commercials on TV make me disgusted partly, of course there are people who helped, yet there is a side to which I once witnessed by chance and show that for the stage very much possible, but behind the scenes and with much less which ensures that real life is not always understand what is happening around me.

The words stay away, never before in my life I had no words for what I feel and think and write, it's like everything has gone blank and the words are pulled away.

However, music can currently ravish me, and especially the new single from Coldplay, what a beautiful song ....

If there is nothing to write, there is nothing to write, never had it so that there was nothing to write, there were always words, now they are dried up and it's quiet .... very quiet ....

While en route the rain pouring from the sky was at the end of our journey the sun visible and the thermometer at 32 degrees. Barely opened the door, the warmth towards me and would remain so the next few days, lots of sun, plenty of sunshine and temperatures above 35 degrees so only in the evening the body came to life. It was delicious in a stress-free environment with good company and excellent accommodations. In that respect we had no complaints and thought especially to all those people who were swept away on holiday, not only in the Netherlands and abroad.

Back in the Netherlands, the sun shone also, the promised cooling has not arrived and we could yesterday another day above 30 degrees we had already recorded before or at the eastern neighbors. Lang was not quite as storm complex that we signed up in dry conditions over us heard poured out. A half hour later it was dry and slightly cooler, although it is 26 degrees with high humidity, not cold. Back in the Netherlands we saw threatening skies, although it remained dry and that was a good reason to conclude the evening with our loyal italian. The holiday is almost over, the weekend is over for dessert and from next week as life is life.

I'm not complaining about the holiday, it is also what you make of it .....

Or more ... Summer, it's how you want to view, weather does not really rafts and for the rest it's just that it was not summer vacation or something is. The days come and go and the rest, it is not much. Blogging leads is also included, sometimes I have much to tell and sometimes not at all, as now, may well about renovating the space, how should you suddenly at the table with a party that it had taken leave of you, what it does to you, how you get confused with a major panic attack result and that all your possible salvation is on vacation so you eventually succeeds in sweeping the pieces together .... I just felt like writing and that there is not really. Like the summer that has no significance summer.