The first few hours, on the first day of a long weekend, are probably the best times during the entire holiday. After those initial dream-filled hours have gone by, the rest of the holiday goes by in a blur. Within no time it is the night before you head back to work. All kinds of blues set in and … Continue reading Post #11 – The story of every weekend
Winter break, a month of rest and solitude. Not that I have nothing to do, but there are no deadlines. Except the ones I set. I am my master. One more month before the craziness of another semester begins. The multitude of people all going crazy together. The projects and exams. Paperwork, dreaded paperwork. I … Continue reading One crazy semester finally comes to an end
I like days like today Warm and open All to myself No plans, no tasks. I am free To do as I wish And I wish to do Nothing. 'Like a Sunday?' You ask. No, not like a Sunday But a weekday Well spent.