Good, nah, not so good to be home, but at least I've had a relaxing day with my parents, a nice and unexpected passenger in Ht, and my five silly minutes at the newsstand at the station. Yep, I did buy that magazine, hope it won't get me lost in something. But, nah again, in these two weeks I've moved on to being more of me, and that includes not rushing into something that might be stupid or that might just be another self-delusion.

Gosh, have I ever come back from a vacation, even from a weekend, and felt this liberated? This easy? This unfrustated (which is an unelegant word, but I can't think of one that fits better right now)? I wish I had another day off like A, but I guess that kind of wish just gets me in trouble. So let me indulge and have a small bite of cake and a look at my magazine. Gosh, feels good even thinking of it!