No more Schawarma this week but the nightmares kept on coming...it is a kind of habit of my friday nights: last night as well...I went to bed at 4 and I woke up at 8.30 with the same unpleasant feeling of every saturday morning...
This week run so fast: my parents came here last tuesday...in the end I have been either working or spending time with them...always in a kind of hurry.
I need a break...and maybe I need to get away from here for a couple of weeks...

I am kind of sentimental today and not in such a good mood...I hope that the Rembrandt exhibition we are going to visit will emprove it...