Coming back day. I woke up early and took the boat to Marco Polo airport, having a goodbye tour of Venice in the process. It was sadly a closed boat but I enjoyed it nonetheless. The rest of the day was mostly airports, food, planes, some airport writing, a spot of hopeful searching for a wallet that did not cost the earth (unsuccessful venture) and some hanging around gates.
I got to Malta late afternoon, drove myself home and spent the rest of the evening in work / writing / coming back home mode. My brain was screaming about things that need to be done, written, better explained but at the end of the day I can only do so much without becoming permanently attached to the hamster wheel. There’s always tomorrow.
