can i just say that no matter how very much welcome a weekend away is, i don’t think i can get used to it.
you spend the whole saturday being a sloth. come sunday, just when your body begins to adjust to the slower pace, it’s time to go home.
and the journey back is always so much more tiring.
but i’m not complaining. in these stressful times, we all need a quiet moment. no matter how short. just time to be still and stare into space. watch the clouds. look at the details of life. or to detach and see the world from a distance.
i’ve had 2 weekends away. and now, i’ve got nothing more to look forward to. now. i. am. complaining.