It's a long weekend and the sun is brightly shining in winter. This seems to be an opportunity for anyone to go out and climb a mountain or just potter about. It's 3:47 in the afternoon and still in bed. I occasionally get out of it to pee and eat the first thing i see in the fridge. I got things to do in my mind but in my mind tells my flesh to just stay in bed. This is me right now. Feeling cold and lonely. I live in a small town and don't see any point going out because there's nothing much to do, shops are closed and didn't want to spend much anyway as I was trying to save as possible for my next journey which is in Sydney, Australia...and i lost interest in writing this post. How i end this says a lot about my disposition right now.