What do you do when you get back from paradise?
Where you finally and always feel at home.
Where lots of unfamiliar people, strange places and awkward situations simply don't matter.
Where you meet people on an hourly basis and start sharing your innermost thoughts immediately.
So how do you get back to the all-day life?
And, ultimately, why?
I often wonder whether it's possible to live our lives the way we'd like to...
Especially when I see other people do it.
At least for a bit.
The bit that keeps them going.
I'm not sure if I'm doing the same thing.
Nor if I'm capable to.
Maybe I'm just drowning in my own wishes.
Not really sure how to inflate my life vest.