“It’s June 21st. The time of return, cooling downs, …”

Oh, whatever. I’m back from vacation, that’s the main point of this post. I had a great time; the weather was pleasant, the accommodation luxurious, our friends absolutely freaking fabulous, and Morvan a region with wonderful views and people. I won’t bore you with all the details, but I will tell you that the visit to Dijon was absolutely fantastic! It’s a wonderful city — reminding me constantly of a roomier Paris.

So, what will the immediate non-vacation,-back-in-the-Netherlands future bring?

1. I’ll be moving not once, but twice (thrice even when you take the next point in consideration);
2. in September I’ll (probably) enroll into the English literature program of the Vrije Universiteit Amsterdam in — well, if you can’t figure out where, you should (probably) take your medicine;
3. to get back on the whole “moving,” I’ll also be helping my sister move from Germany to Denmark;
4. my psych therapy, starting in August, will help me with my depression (yeah, right — I already called big shenanigans on that);
5. my writing schedule says I need to finish at least six film screenplays before the end of September (I should never become an agent — I’m just too demanding and cruel, which would actually make me a good agent…);
6. uhhmmm… guess that was it?

Wow, this whole post is weary, confusing and weird. Don’t blame me — I’ve just endured eight hours of driving through Western Europe. Do not. Blame. Me.