It is the middle of the summer and I have a cold. A serious one, complete with a headache, dizziness, sneezing and stuffed/runny nose. The irony would (figuratively) kill me, if the stuffed nose hadn't (figuratively) done that already.
It looks like I will spend the first weekend of August, which the majority of Icelanders spend at outdoor festivals in the countryside, more often than not getting drunk (people my age, at least!), at home. Indoors. Resting. Probably in bed. Watching TV, reading, sleeping... actually, it doesn't sound so bad! I've travelled enough this summer; I actually just got back from a week-long holiday in Edinburgh and London, so I'm quite glad to spend this long weekend at home. |
-: Trina
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