My brother will return to Costa Rica tomorrow. It's kinda sad because I like having him around, but that's the way it is. He spent two weeks in there and yet it feels it has been only a few days, and we still feel like there was so much more we would have loved to share with him, and more places to take him. At the same time, during these days our lives stopped - at least mine did - and now that he's going back, my days flow back rushing into their old tempo. I hope to start jogging again, keeping the home budget in close count and going on with the program. I've a test on Monday and need to prepare with some material. Then there's a cat to take care of, who currently likes to do the most strangest things in the world.
There are books to read, both in the Kindle and in paper, many stories that I'm interested in, and then books to write as well. There are plans to be designed and things to be put in motion. There's time, and it's time to fall in step with it.