(A day) On sleep, football, autumn, and good friends…

It’s the end of the day. Although for some it might be just the beginning. I am somewhere in the middle: this morning I woke up early again after I went to bed at five the previous night (or actually the early hours of the day), did nothing for several hours before I finally decided that it’s high time I get up and do some groceries. You might be surprised how much effort that requires on a Saturday, even though the supermarket is just five minutes away from where I live now. Just the whole routine: deciding what to wear (oh yes, we guys do that as well!), the effort to put on my socks and shoes, and actually going outside in the cold rainy weather – this takes quite some time for me to prepare mentally before I finally spring into action.