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Guess it's time to write something here too - seems like I always do right after coming back home from some trip :) Now it's from Malaga, Spain, where I've spent a week.
Well, this one was strange. For the first time in my life I went somewhere not to meet someone, but just to lay in the sun. For the first time I went somewhere with my girlfriend. Can't say I regret it, but.. it was weird and almost too queer. Not to mention that she wanted to cover every shop in every town in the vicinity with her attention, and I'm not exactly a fan of shopping except for books, multimedia and gadgets :D
Another thing - when we finally decided to go and see some sights, my bag was brutally stolen from the back of my chair while I sipped my morning coffee in a cafe on the way. So goodbye mobile, so long my player, farewell my wallet, bye, brand new camera and all the other stuff that was inside there. Also the first time in my life something is stolen from me, actually, and I want to believe it will also be the last, but, who knows. Anyway, life without cell is not that bad - I feel even more unattached to anything.
And there's autumn, it brings me into that same condition of cozy schizofrenia. But it's not so bad, I'm used to it.
Well, this one was strange. For the first time in my life I went somewhere not to meet someone, but just to lay in the sun. For the first time I went somewhere with my girlfriend. Can't say I regret it, but.. it was weird and almost too queer. Not to mention that she wanted to cover every shop in every town in the vicinity with her attention, and I'm not exactly a fan of shopping except for books, multimedia and gadgets :D
Another thing - when we finally decided to go and see some sights, my bag was brutally stolen from the back of my chair while I sipped my morning coffee in a cafe on the way. So goodbye mobile, so long my player, farewell my wallet, bye, brand new camera and all the other stuff that was inside there. Also the first time in my life something is stolen from me, actually, and I want to believe it will also be the last, but, who knows. Anyway, life without cell is not that bad - I feel even more unattached to anything.
And there's autumn, it brings me into that same condition of cozy schizofrenia. But it's not so bad, I'm used to it.