Ok in fact it ain't 2 days. I estimate it last for about 52 hours every week. This feeling of beeing free and of a world in balance. It is like an illness, which last for 5 days and then stops for 2 before it begins again.
It's not like i would hate my job . No not at all, i love what I am doing, but the fact she is so far away, makes me sick.
I miss her. But you know: Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Coffee, thats what I need now. I didn't sleep so muc h last night. I wonder when I was sleeping a lot for the last time. I think I am used to it. Looking like dead in the morning and the sunlight burning in my eyes.
Just 4,5 hours left to go. I think it's not to much, then my weekend begins. I am kind of happy, I think.
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