I woke up at 6 am. Stayed in bed thinking about studies, shopping, travelling, the summer, my family, my friends, the day ahead, what to wear, tickling my boyfriend wondering if he would kill me if I woke him, going to the toilet or not, pets, the metro route, what to eat for breakfast, music. It was aready 7 am and I realised that any trace of sleepiness had gone. So here we are, at 7:12 a.m ona Saturday morning. Surt sa räven ("sour" said the fox).
Well, good thing I have a feeling this will be an amazing day.
Happy Saturday to everyone!