time is ticking

left

Three days left

and thinking

reading reminds me how much I love writing

reading is definitely my happy place

I don’t know

What is happening

Running

they seem to put all their hope into a number. Number is changing. that’s it

A new number is arriving. And people make such a fuzz about it

I am so glad this Christmas stuff is over.

There is more than one actually. But they are all not close enough

No human could make my heart smile so strong with pure joy than the sight of the hills and the horizon of that place

no human could ever give me the same feeling like the view of a beautiful scenery

So it gives me comfort to think that a part of me is still there

I was there. I cannot be there now. But a piece of my soul stayed there.

There is a place I would love to be now.

So happy I find happiness in reading

Never forget that