Yes, it’s the beginning of the semester and I need a holiday already.
That’s because I haven’t had a proper one during my proper break.
And since I got back to campus it has been work work work all the way. Didn’t even have time to think and reflect on how much I’ve grown
and how fat and grumpy I’ve become.
I’ve outgrown the stage of complaining about my life and comparing my “woes” to others a long time ago (except the once-in-a-blue moon meltdowns). I no longer focus on things I cannot control, but have shifted to things that I can do to make my life a little better. So, I’ve decided that…
…I need a holiday. To an isolated place. With nature, and a bunch of good friends.
And I’m going to get all that this weekend.
But there’s still Friday to go.
For once, Friday seems longer than usual.
So many things ahead, so many things to settle before midnight strikes.
…paradise, I’m on my way.