Kincaid’s

I want to sleep, and nothing else!

I feel like my inner strength has left me, like I’m empty inside.

I’ll leave everything, will say that I’m ill and will go home to sleep.

Yesterday I attended a funeral. There are a lot things to think about.

At the end of August I’ll go to the sea. I haven’t decided yet where I’ll go exactly.

One thing I know firmly - not to Italy. We were there two years ago and the trip has turned out just dreadful.

Once we were in Egypt - there is nothing to do there in the summer – such a heat.

I do not want to go to Turkey - always when we were gathering there, we had big problems.

Now I’m choosing between Greece and Cyprus. There are a lot of islands in Greece, but most likely we shall go to Santorini or Corfu.

But the most important is our trip to not be broken up. The year is very strange. There is a lot of unexpectedness.

I’ve decided for myself to buy clothes only one week before the trip to not brake up the trip.