Like I mentioned before, I have nothing much to do during the holidays. It's not very exciting, or very eventful. It's mostly filled with a long-lasting silence. No, not silence. It's like silence, but not as empty. It's smooth. It's soothing. It's lazy and relaxing.

What's the word?

Oh. That's right.

Peace.

There's no stress, no rush, no goal. There's a sense of peaceful existance, like I'm just floating along at my own pace together with the rest of the world. I'm not going out or hanging out with anyone, but that's not such a bad thing. I mean, don't get me wrong, hanging out with people is great fun, but sometimes you just need to mellow out and be on your own, don't you think? I think I'm getting that so far. Life is good. 

Not forgetting, of course, that 2008 is going to be here faster than ever, and next year is probably going to be the most stressful year yet, but why go there and complain? I know, I know. Next year's studies is a very important issue that cannot be shirked. But I can't afford to think too much about it, or let it cloud up too much of mind, because then I'll go crazy! I'm serious! I cannot go too long thinking about depressing things that I can't immeadiately act upon because I'll break down. Is it a natural defence mechanism of my body and mind, or is it just an excuse? I'm not so sure myself.

In the meantime; music please! I'm off to do. Stuff.