It's Friday afternoon and I am at work. Before I know it my mind starts to stray. "Focus!", I admonish myself. I ought to be productive so I feel like I earned my weekend – a whirlwind of hedonism. My eyes follow a fruit fly circling my desk, landing, rather clumsily, on a small puddle of coffee. "Focus!"
I catch myself drifting again, this time reminiscing about my Greek holiday with a dear childhood friend – the blues and whites of this precious little country, our sun-kissed bronze tan under the Mediterranean Greek sun, the delicious gyros (a meat dish cooked on a rotisserie) we tucked into, and some awe-inspiring historical sites – and suddenly I don't want to snap out of it at all. Not even a little bit. All I want to do is turn back time.
So how about we take a trip down memory lane? Here's to some major throwback!