I close my eyes and feel the caress of the sun through the train window. The wind outside is bending the cypresses and blowing people’s hair off. I am exhausted but strangely calm. I think I did blow a fuse in the end and someone young and wild I didn’t know existed in me got a chance to take over. In fact this has been my wildest weekend ever, and I cannot believe I am the same person I was a couple of days ago. To think that I spent all my life being scared, nice and reasonable… I have let go and it feels liberating.
And before you ask, nope, details of the wild weekend are most definitely unmentionable on a public blog that may get read by my parents!