Halfway into January, the most common thing to say is how time flies.
The feeling of awe of the new year gradually disappears. We're starting to settle in, everything is back to normal, back to routine.
Just watched Finding Nemo last night, I wish I could be as cool as Crush the turtle and live to be a 150 years old.
Classes are starting, I'm not prepared yet. I'm in denial, wishing time could just stand still. Feeling so out of focus at the moment. What would it be like if January just happened to repeat itself? I just want to lay in bed the whole day, read and dream.
The flu bug finally caught up with me, had fever and flu. Fevers gone, just left with the flu. Hopefully I'll be well in a few days time!