I've been MIA from here for a couple days, and I hate that I've not written anything here.
Apart from the fact that I'm terribly jet lagged, that my eyes feel like they've been anchored to my soles and that I've endured yet another flight today, things are going fine.
I landed yesterday early morning, and a few hours of sleep later there wasn't a moment that I was breathing alone. Always surrounded with laughter, J's, cousins and a general non stop frolic laden conversations kept me from as much as even refreshing a site.
The moment I clutched my phone, there'd be tiny hands, gruff finger, large palms trying to pry the device away from me, lest I get engrossed in anything other than a million eager talks surrounding me.
So, I write this, while sitting at the back of a car, en route casa in-laws.
I'm so dead sleepy and tired, I close my eyes only momentarily and dreams begin to form. Ugh, it's the kind of sleep that won't let you fall asleep immediately.
You know that time when you're so tired that the moment you relax, your body becomes numb and you get paranoid and push to stay awake in order to keep yourself from getting paralyzed with sleep.
I think I'd need a good fifteen hours of uninterrupted coma.
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