Quiet

Fascinating how easily you get used to have people around you constantly and have planed things to do. After two weeks of going to the Rivera, having my little darling Frida and her parent come to visit and then some other friends stopping by my flat suddenly feels very quiet. I also feel a bit restless not really knowing what to do. I'm not really sure if it's good or bad thing. I guess the grass is always greener on the other side... And right now I think I would like to have some more of that green grass. But in a couple of weeks I know I'll be cured and back being the eternal citygal...