Tuesday, 1 May 2012

May Day and the livin is easy


30 degrees and the oppressive guilt of being in town on a 4 day public holiday and having nothing to do - I feel I should be on the beach even though I don't really like the beach - or in the mountains ditto.

It is just the feeling one should be out enjoying oneself that is the problem. I do not want to be at the beach (meaning the only endurable Romanian beach place, the formerly bohemian Vama Veche, which is even now fun beach place) but know I should - it is my mother's voice, anxious that I make friends.. 

I just did nothing with 4 boiling hot non-working days and feel crushed with shame and sadness.