I have to say that, in the car, i wasn't really ready for it.
My little piece of Heaven didn't seem to make sense anymore, and plus, four days? Four days compared with my every-year full month of holydays wouldn't be worth a thing, or in the best case cenario i'd just have more stuff to miss. Adding misery. Way to go.
Getting there, i fell asleep and, as i woke up, i wasn't feeling that brand new, i was actually feeling sick. It's kinda funny.
I had to get out of the house, go down the stairs, and it got to me, simply... goodbye. There it was. There I was again. Almost everything back to normal, or least i was breathing differently.
But it wasn't until i saw it...and the world was mine again.
I just knew the days wouldn't matter, nor the hours, it would be enough.
I'd enjoy, forget, and return a different person.
Don't ask me what it is. Maybe it's the water but, in my little piece of Heaven, people definitely help a lot, in all kinds of ways :)
It took me four days to overcome my worst holdback in five months, something i thought would bring me many tears, afterall, only brought me joy.
Time stopped, I had the best fun i had in a lot of months and i forgot, lived, and i'm better than in the beggining of the year. Talk about new year resolutions ;) Life begins after midnight.
Thank You So Much for making me able to dream again.
Thank You So Much for bringing me back.
Thank You So Much for being my Little Piece Of Heaven.
