Yes, my
summer break has started. Saturday night I arrived home on (my) remote island where
I plan to stay for full two weeks at least (I’m off for 3!), if not for some
more. It was a long travelling day that
started at noon (by taxi). Airport was rather crowded and my plane rescheduled
for 55 minutes of delay, bus from airport stuck in traffic, ferry delayed for ½
hours... when finally arrived home it
was already 21.30 pm.
Well, I guess Sundays have
that strange twisted frequency everywhere, islands included. At least it
hits me every time, any place. It’s Sunday and you feel it. All of a sudden,
for no reason whatsoever, I feel stuck, down and blocked totally. Lost in space. Hm... it must be
Sunday again...
At the end, spent whole day with my parents. And it was lovely.
