I should be on top of the world. I go to Kiev next month, and than I will go to South America. I have finally done, that. I should be dancing in the aisles. I am not. I wonder why, is it that I am older, and more cynical? A 14 hour flight does beckon
Is it the fact that its been a long week, to end a long month? I really want a few hours extra sleep? That and a bacon sandwich.