Crazy day at work. Crazy day at work. Crazy day at work.

And in 24 hours I’ll be on holidays. Can I survive another long day in the office? Perhaps. But it seems to be that the longest days are those when I am sitting at my desk with a suitcase lurking a few feet behind me waiting to journey out to the airport. The hours drag. The minutes hang. The seconds creep. And time seems to move at a snail’s pace.

Tonight: the last night of Brad and Karin’s long distance relationship thing-a-ma-jiggy: horray. Three years of living in different cities, and in one single – painfully long – day it will all be over. Is this a good thing? Cast you votes now. I would tend to say yes.