At home

A boring day at home. I wish the wind would stop and I could get the bicycle out. As nice as it is to be at home and do nothing sometimes, today wasn't my day for it. Cooking and ironing and reading and watching TV wasn't enough. If I had wings I could have easily flown from the blacony - I'm almost ready for earplugs; I am so tired of listening to the wind.

18:40; 25°C