I never thought I`ll say this but it feels weird to be home again. Not weird in an unpleasant-what-is-this-arrow-doing-in-my-ass-
and-oh-my-god-are-those-crocs! kinda way, but nevertheless weird.

I will not go on analysing it, because it will do me no good. Maybe I just need to get some sleep. Dreaming about something action-packed is not good. At least not when you want to rest.

Work day tomorrow. Have to do something. Idle hands make me crazy.