Yesterday it rained cats and dogs in the evening--time people going home. Every bus was crowded. I have to wait for my bus for an hour and it was crowded, too. The traffic was terrible. At the first junction, the light went from red to green and then yellow and then red again. This cycle went on like four times at least before we could get passed it. Same thing happened at almost every junction I passed. Crap.

I went home, exhausted. Turned on the telly and found out the remote control is out of order. Another crap. No show I like on the screen. Still, I sat down before this miracle box and let the time pass by until 1 am. I should have gone to bed since I haven't had enough sleep since Monday. But I didn't. I had no idea what's going on on my mind. It's like I always "have to" do this and that. Suddenly, I don't want to "have to" and did nothing I "should" do.  Maybe I have gone temporarily crazy. If I don't have Flamenco on Tuesdays and Pasodoble on Sats, I would have gone mad and more depressed. Dancing helps and heals, especially when you have not enough the "Me Time".

Tomorrow is Friday. Hope everything will be better...