It’s December

It’s December. The shortest day of the year is approaching at high speed. The temperature is low, but after some time you start adjusting to it. And I guess that after you’re exposed a lower temperature and then the temperature rises a bit, your body see it as a blessing, and is thankful for the small improvement.

I’ll be travelling to Portugal in New Year’s Eve (well, in truth it’s December 30th night). This wasn’t in my planes, but the truth is that I need to ask for a passport and I can do that while I’m spending a couple days in Portugal.

It’s Friday and I’m tired. There are a lot of things that I should do. There are a few things that I wanted to do. There are some things that, maybe, I’m expected to do.

I don’t really care about most of them.

I’m going to bed. Sleep!

Tomorrow is, most likely, another day.

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