I convinced myself to drive a bit. We were on our way to my parents this afternoon and I'll stay here for a week. It must be exercised to drive a car. It gives me independance, I thought. I'm always a bit scared when I drive. As soon as I sat behind the wheel, I became self-confident again. E laughed because I drove fast (150 km/h).
It's sofa time. E is on his way to the north.
I want to practice Ashtanga yoga tomorrow and I needn't to be too sensitive. It's much fresher here than at my home. No excuses, I think, if I want to practice I can!!!
Oh, we've a lot of plans here. I'm looking forward to it.
Picture: Rote Bluse by Egon Schiele