Winter holidays are so very different from the summer ones...still my weird self ends up being tired at the end of both.
Summer is an exciting trip that enriches my inner with laughter, new people, new places and cool experiences. Winter on the other hand...well it's winter...a joyous period to sit and do nothing.
But this is what I am actually longing for a whole year...I am super excited about these days full of numbness. It's just that as soon as I experience one or two, I get ridiculously bored and want to do something...but then again I don't know what to do...it's cold, and I have a flu...and I actually don't want to get out of the house because I've been waiting for a whole year to do NOTHING. And then I just end up being more tired from boredom. Maybe that's just me...a hyperactive, but not in any way constructive, person.
At least today I am saved by tea and books...but what about tomorrow?!