Getaway
I have full four days off this weekend. My son is in the south enjoying the sea, sun and is obviously having a grandiose time judging from our phone talk…
Four empty days + son in the south = temptation
This is one temptation I would gladly and wholeheartedly commit. Although the sight of my bank account gives me palpitation. I close my eyes on that, and just cave in what my heart desires.
David left Sunday morning. The hours that followed seemed terribly empty. Pa and I were like zombies doing nothing, killing time.
By night, we were glued on air france website, checking available flights to Nice. After 30 minutes, I had my flight booked for Thursday night. My head throbbed with the same rhythmic beat of my heart. Excited to be with my son. Fear of flying. Tense of the status of my account. David’s faces swarming in every cell of my brain.
Four empty days + son in the south = Trip to the South
I have to exit work at 5:30 today and head straight to the airport!
See yah!
