It has been raining all day.
Yesterday was freaking cold. I got cold feet and cancelled the trip to Busan. Two weeks later when the interview turnout is made I will try again.
Yesterday I asked myself. I asked several times: When are you the happiest?
The answer was there: I was snuggling down to my bed with my warming may, with my dog curling somewhere next to me, with jellos, books and good music. Bit of Netflix, too.
Yeah, the trip isn’t important. I need mu happy time.