Not that I ain’t happy and so forth and so on, but would someone just hit me now?
I’d like to sleep. I like the pool and the mosquitoes and Babylove flies literally instead of walking – he’s so excited. Well, not literally let’s say he jumps and bounces with every step and I do believe that if gravity did not apply he would fly higher than anyone else. Seriously.
But I’d like to sleep. After these weeks of inventorying, packing, goodbying, traveling, I am served with the expected jet-lag.
As if my body was not exhausted enough, Love decided to cancel a real life-changing event: my weekend of cocooning. Why life-changing? Because I would have resourced and refreshed and made myself ready for new adventures. Instead, we’ll start the new adventures right tomorrow with kayaking and doing other cool stuff. A lot of cool stuff. I can’t even bring myself to list them now. To bond with Singapore. Our new home.
And I can’t even sleep now.
I’d like to bond with my bed. It’s in Singapore too.
And a beer. I’d like to bond with a beer.
Funny that I crave a beer now that I am out of Germany – I even start to think in German while I am learning Mandarin.
It’s 2:20 AM now. We go kayaking in six hours.
I’ll take a beer at noon – I feel rebel-ish. Okay, and the kayak. With the jet-lag. Yes thank you.