Despite the fact that I've spent all day dreaming about going for a long run after work, I am going to be a good girl and wait until tomorrow. Thermometer showed that my temperature is still a bit too high.
Instead I'll enjoy how silent the flat is compared to work (I'll try to ignore our next door neighbour who's either banging with a hammer or playing techno music – I can't tell the difference), open the great book I'm currently reading and lose myself in its pages. Let my brain do the work instead. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll be well enough to celebrate midsummer in my own way: by inhaling, tasting, touching nature. By running. I'm a heathen.