One and a wake-up. Yup! This trip went by quick! Hasn't been bad so far, but I have been busier than usual. Which, in itself, isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Could have done without some of the excitement.
Could have done without some of the excitement.
Although, to be fair, I am definitely glad it wasn't stuff affecting us directly on the boat.
I find myself rather unduly restless this time. Especially considering a break completely devoid of any plans...
I do have pretty decent flights back home for a change. And by the looks of it, Mt. Unpronounceable hasn't done too much damage to my chances of actually catching them.
Now let's just hope these last two days slip by quietly.
Five years old I climbed up on the wall
My mother warned me but I took no heed
Like all creatures great and small
I took a fall and found out I could bleed
These days I'm afraid of everything
Suppose cause everything will die
Thought it was to love what they will lose
So much easier to lie
Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning
Actually it's more like most of the time
But every now and then when I am sleeping
I still have a dream that I'm flying
And I wake up crying
Listening to: Alexi Murdoch - Dream about flying
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