I had such a sane and peaceful day. I didn’t really feel creative but I just felt happy. I had seriously forgotten what that feels like and it seems like such a big deal for me now, just to be happy about nothing in particular.
My son is on his learners permit thingy now and he drove me around in rush hour. It was very comical; the poor boy drove around Reykjavik in circles because his mom kept forgetting stuff or giving totally messed up directions. It was so much fun and we laughed alot.
I’m getting rid of my car next week since a gallon of gas here is around $10. It’s not worth it and I live close to everything anyway. I’m going to try it and see how it goes; I managed to live without a car until I was 29, I should do OK. I also miss the way my legs looked; walking makes them nicer. I swear it does, I’m not kidding.
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