future perfect

so, although i have my fabulous job to fill the hours of the day, summer boredom has really hit.
i spent a lot of time in the past today as i stocked the shelves - the bad music station kept playing chambers songs (hmm, what a coincidence), and i stocked a bunch of items that have at some point been gag gifts at the rec (yes, i was stocking the condom aisle). i missed people.
and then i spent some time in the future - about a month in the future to be specific. i'm so close to being home -in diest - i can taste it. the taste of beer and smoke, the taste of paasendal and grey bread. the smell of the city, the sound of the bells and techno. i can see that gorgeous view from the roof so clearly it's hard to believe i'm still here. i can't wait to be back.
and i miss speaking french.