onsdag den 27. juli 2011

Now. The day has come. Of course! The returning trip is unavoidable. Logico. But I honestly don't have the feeling, the longing, that now it's time to go back to the secure daily life. Normally the sense of homesick is over me after 2-3 weeks at holiday. It's sits in my stumick like a big lump of longing that won't go away. But it has this time been replaced by a oppressive feeling. Like this is wrong. That I don't belong to the plane from Rio de Janeiro to London, and then from London to Copenhagen. I belong at warm, loving Rio. At least for one more month. Please? But nope, I have to go home to sour, introspective, rainy, usual Denmark. Damn, damn, damn.

2 kommentarer:

  1. well. personally i'd love to be in london or copenhagen hahaha. glad you had an amazing trip!


  2. well i'm rather pleased by your decision to come home to me.
    You spell stomach sweet <3