These 16 months finally got a break in the form of a vacation, if 8 days, two of which are on the road, can be called a vacation. But one way or another, the change of scenery that I so needed to restore my morale has arrived.
There are different types, subtypes, kinds and formats of “vacations”, which can only be philosophized about in my situation, so I am going to my homeland, where I will give myself to my beloved nature, fields and lakes.
Other people, the rhythm of life and life itself... the difference in colors will give and will certainly refresh the details of the picture of the world in which I have lived for the last few years. Maybe I will want to change something... in myself, of course in myself...
Рубрика: Мысли