The holiday is, when another world comes.
I always put little crosses to vacations in my planning diary.
Because on these days, I live in a whole different world.
I have a free week ahead of me.
Sleeping into late morning, skiing all the afternoon and watching movies and playing videogames in the evening, is what I’m going to get used to.
And though it may be great and comfortable, it feels a little bit dull.
No crisis to solve. I’m not used to that.
Only something fake can appear trouble-free.
And I’d rather live in the great noir world, than in pink prison.
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