I hate it. I would love to be on the road right now. Every time before I leave for some time I remember everything on my ToDo lists. Stuff is sitting there for ages but I feel somehow obliged to get it done. Of course I don’t do the stuff but I feel bad anyways… The van still isn’t finished. And it won’t be ever. But it’s almost good to go…

I’ve got an appointment in Stockholm by the end of the next week so I gotta get going soon. Now more new projects, finishing what has to be done over here and leave the rest for doing it when I’m travelling. Yesterday I somehow broke the back cover of my phone. Besides the weird feeling of shattered glass in your pocket the camera won’t work probably. Arghh. Whatever, seems I just have to suck it up for now. At least the anticipation of what is to come is growing stronger every day.