Ah, the last hot shower in normal conditions. The last normal meal behind a fixed table. The last glimps of Internet for some time. The last hours in a BED!
In five hours I’ll be on a plane flying towards Copenhagen. And then the fun begins. Living in a tent and alongside with thousands of other people with their tents. No normal conditions for… Anything.
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Bye, bye love
Bye, bye happy days
Hello, loneliness
I think I’m gonna die…
