On My Way Back Home
I’m tired. So tired. Yet, I’m unable to fall asleep, probably because I’m on the bus on my way back to my home town to have a look at little Lucas. Does he look like his father or the mail man? Time will tell.
In the past I usually had no trouble falling asleep on the bus, but over the last couple of years I’ve found it harder to sleep on any kind of public transportation. Bus, trian, plane; there is on way I’m able to catch any Z’s. When I was living in Oslo and dating Stine, I usually took the bus to visit her. It’s a seven hour or so ride and I always took the night bus right after work. If I was lucky, I was ale to get one or two hours of sleep. I bet I was excellent company the first day of my visit…
The SPAM-whore is back, by the way, have to ban his IP when I get back to Oslo.