The past two days were amazing. Sea, sun, drinks, friends. It actually felt like I was a person again. Not thinking too much, simply enjoying myself. 

But of course, today it had to end. It was the last day of the break, a national holiday here, but it really feels like I lived a whole different life for a minute (!! really)

Today it was just me and my other friend (she’s lovely, really), my best friend didn’t join. Said no to the pool. Has a date tonight. Which is normal, it’s what people do, right? They keep going, they keep choosing, they have places to be and people to impress.

And tomorrow I go back to work. Back to the PRs and small talk. I really hate what has now become my pattern: the high, then then the crash. 

I hate how fast it shifts. How fast I shift.