Turn Around

A colleague told me this week that he was so exhausted from working, that he felt like his body was "outside of him" sometimes. I've always appreciated silence, but even more so after the endless and exhausting phone chatting the last couple of weeks in my new job.

Sigurd is still asleep. We had a dinner party last night, and I'm a little hangover. The only thing to listen to is the gentle rain outside. I wonder what happened to that anticipated summer, and try to remind I myself that it's still not over.Sunday is just the day to turn around those kind of thoughts. Stan Getz - Here's that Rainy Day