I seemingly jumped back into my usual rhythm. All-you-can-eat sushi Saturday lunch, walks, visiting gallery, or cinema in the evening. Or, only few more episodes of Suits, my new addiction, and prosecco. I can handle weekends quite well. They are great, every season.
Yet I need to overcome the transition from the holiday mode to the incredibly cold and busy autumn. Why there was no September, this year? I don’t get where those long days have disappeared. That’s probably the explanation why, after last holiday, I feel tempted to stay under the blanket every working day. Tomorrow, I might be back, but now let me dive into the warm Mediterranean Sea, for a while.