On a Saturday like this, it is so difficult to not feel bored. Everyone is everywhere, all too busy to entertain this bored lady. Usually, the car is my friend. But no, today's Saturday, which means she belongs to my dad and only my dad.
And I'm beginning to wonder if time is passing by too quickly, or too slowly, or simply, I've lost track of its dimension. And I don't even know if I am looking forward to going back, or I simply resist the idea.
Would someone please liberate me.