Yesterday

It was one of those days I wished I could skip. Just to be able to close your eyes, hide under the covers, fall in a deep, deep sleep and wake again the next morning. But of course, c'est non possible, so instead I tried to ignore those little bastards inside me, telling me to break down and cry. In the end I went out, I just couldn't hang around here and get my thoughts straight at the same time.

Ended up in town, bought myself a book about Buddhism, had coffee on a pub terrace, visited some friends and joined them for dinner (as I can't resist dear Motek's Tabbouleh Salad). Afterwards we were terribly lazy on the sofa, the peace and quiet felt gorgeous and we had a few nearly silent giggles (for a change).

I had to go home at some point, so after a while I did. As I drove back I heard this song on the radio, another (new) version of Coldplay's Clocks. A great one with a Cuban twist (by Rhythms del mundo). And I even managed to get a smile on my face.

Hasta la vista, baby...
J