always when i write here, it is saturday or sunday; subconsciously my mind adheres to the workweek even though i have lost almost all track of time. i love times like these when the house hums with sound: thunder rumbling, rain pouring, hair-dryer, cake baking, television, low buzz of chit-chat. it makes me feel completely relaxed, like a cat reclining before the fireplace, warm and furry -

- and it has been a reaaaally lazy week, my accomplishments include an intense hour of badminton, half-hearted attempt to make icecream, driving lessons, room cleaning, and baking an awesome blueberry lemon cheesecake. it feels so thrilling to bake again after so long, and the outcome was delicious. more to come (: