oohhh... home sweet home. For one week Latvia was a soft pillow for me- a place where i could hide from all that is bad, a place where i could sleep as much as i wanted to. A place where i felt huged ALL THE TIME.
parties untill the early morning light (which wasnt hard, because sunrise is around 4 o'clock already).
returning, of course, brings opposite emotions. i'm brought back, landed. BUT i know how to put on a happy face, i have learned how to put myself up on two feet.
eh, ļoti zaļi. latviski (:
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