Noisier than usual

It's funny how when you think things would start to quiet down and you might get that extra hour of sleep that is when life slaps you in across the face and says a pretty radical "NO!". It didn't really used to happen back in high school, because thanks to the regularity of swimming practices and school timetable everything had its order. I sometimes even miss those days when I just exactly knew when to head out from my house so that I am at the practice on time and don't get the pep talk from my coach. I miss those days when I would just take my bike pretty much anywhere and not worry about buses and tubes in a city where everything is so far away. Even people.

During these days I wish there was an immediate solution to these, but the only one I keep finding is the one where I tell myself: "Okay, Misha, just few more days and an insanely early morning flight and you're home with your family and this weird bunch of people you call your friends (bez urážky ale my sme celkom divná partia, ľudia😅). Go into a pub for good and cheap beer and meet all these people that I haven't seen in hell of a long time and with some of them I haven't had that good of a friendship but we share some memories and in a lonely place like this one (sorry London, but I just feel lonely here) it's a nice thing to look forward to.

So yeah. I'm very excited to go home for a bit even though it's not going to be an ordinary Christmas break but like every year I'll make the best out of it. And I can't really wait for Christmas.

-Misha