June 30th, Brussels: let the challenge begin.
June 30th, Brussels. Today I found myself alone in the apartment, facing three weeks of solitude, after living the last 10 months of my life surrounded by people. As always, I have it all planned out : these three weeks are going to be diligently used to do tons of paperwork, manage my accounts, start some research concerning my plans for the future, cleaning the apartment, and taking relaxing one-day getaways to the beach. But due to my compulsive over thinking and other nearly neurotic habits, (I’m quite close to being a workaholic ) so it happens that at 18:00 of day one of my three weeks of solitude I found myself on the couch, realizing that I had done 30% of what I had planned, so in consequence I was going to be absolutely done with my fabulous to do list in a week. Taking in the defeat of my agenda towards vacations, I grabbed a book that I had started a month ago and decided that it was the time to pick it up. I slid into my favorite corner of the couch, and re