The twenty-ninth door

My head feels like a cave. It's very quiet, all you hear from is the drip drip sound from one of the stalactites, in my case probably the sound of brain cells falling.

It's vacation time and it's relaxing, maybe almost a little too relaxing. Outside it's snowing again, so I don't have the urge to go out there.
I got a few new DVDs for Christmas and bought myself some books.

Some sort of  half-hibernation sounds really good at the moment ;-)

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