Just because I'm sitting here. Sipping on my iced latte. Finally in an air-conditioned building. Omg, these people should really discover air-con. About fucking time. It's like 35+ on the outside, with no relief in forecastable future, and nothing is air-conned. Nothing!
Not the shops, public transport, homes etc. it's time to get with the program.
Anyway. A friend from afar took pity on me and directed me here. A huge shopping centre of all the glitz money can buy. And air con.
And it occurs to me.
How easily we take things for granted. Stupid things like air-con. Important things like your other half.
I'm on the other side of the world bumming around Europe, while I wait for my ... well, let's just call it a date with my destiny. And I miss him so much!
Yes. I concede, I want to murder him at least half of the time we are together. The other half may only entail plans for dismemberment. But I do love him 100% of the time. And would not trade him for any knight in shining armour, Fabio or even Peter Dinklage. (Those close to me will get this). He may be an idiot some of the time, but he is my idiot. I chose him with open eyes.
Europe, without my family here, you suck!