I am back in Belgium. This is somewhat odd, but in a good way. I wonder where I should leave my stuff.
I am at my dad's house for the next couple of days. This too is odd. I can hear the church bells in the morning, and it's really quiet at night and my bed is a proper four poster bed. I have allergies because for some reason Belgium does that to me.
My dad is doing pilates (at this moment, in a corner). I didn't even know this. Which reminds me that I need a yoga class, don't I.
Oooh sleepy though...
There is soup in the fridge, homemade of course. I am going to warm some up, work, and enjoy the goodness of life.