Well, here I am in Split.
Somehow I thought it will be sunny and nice. Last time I was here, it was still summertime.
And it's not sunny, or nice. This bloody rain has been following us from Zagreb to here.
There's no escape!
Strange, how I feel a like complete stranger in a house that has been my home for some 17 years. I spend all my elementary and high school years here, I was born and raised in this town, and yet there is no sense of belonging whenever I return. Do any of you feel the same? After a long time of travel, you come back home, and realise you just don't belong there anymore. You've outgrown you home town, like a pair of old trouses.
Anyway, today we're going to do some shopping, and tonight we have a mexican party, complete with tortillias and tequila :)
I'm always at home at a party :)
Post je objavljen 12.11.2004. u 11:32 sati.