I'm sitting in the dining room of my parents. Breakfast is over. I had coffee, good German bread and self-made jam. Tonight I'll be in Munich again.
My mind is full of ideas that cry for realization.
The next week I'll be alone at home. What a luxury to have all the 24 hours available for activities I love to do.
My yoga mat is in Munich. My body needs the practice. I feel it. My practice became a habit. I need the yoga, I miss it, I feel better with it.
Today is a day of letting go of the routines. Routines shall help to master easily all the activities that one loves to do on daily basis, they shall not be a corset that doesn't allow to move anymore.
Here I sit now. And I talk and I'm lazy.