10 days

So the day is coming up closer. And honestly, up until three minutes ago I was only feeling sad about leaving Costa Rica. Sure, I felt that once I am home I will feel good  about seeing friends and family again, but I never felt like it would make me feel HAPPY to go home. 

Then now I saw a post my friend Maja had published on facebook. All of a sudden I got some kind of shiver of happiness. I will see Maja in ten days. In only ten days I will get to see the people I've missed during this year. In ten days.

I started laughing about the fact, and for a minute there I felt truly happy. But then I realized, again, that in ten days I'm leaving my life in Costa Rica. In ten days. So I started crying. 

This whole laughing-and-crying-at-the-same-time thing is making it terrible to try sleeping. But eh, who needs to sleep when there is coffee? 

I can waste my time sleeping once I'm back in Sweden.