Somewhere else

Not really sure why...

Sometimes I wish I was somewhere else. Not in any place in particular, just somewhere else.

These are the days when I wake up tired, and then realize all the work I have ahead of me.

I love my family, I love my job, my life is incredibly good, and I am really lucky to be living this way. I have basically everything I could wish for (not including the F2500)

But I am tired and could really do with a break. Just for a few days. A change in scenery. A shift from the never-ending hamster-wheel routine.

Today is one of those days.