Well doesn't time just fly. September became October became February and still I'm here. I'm here, but six months older, and hopefully wiser. I've listened, I've learned. I've revised and sat exams and now I hope. Results are around the corner, and lessons are back again with incredible intensity. I am happy, but I am yearning to go home. I need relaxation, a break to the work. I need pampering and cooking for and not to have to think and worry about deadlines. So much the better then, that this weekend sees me northward bound. Homeward bound.
Thanks, Simon and Garfunkel.
See you soon, blog.
