Holiday Home

I've fooled myself for years, actually, I don't like vacationing. The idea of going to a place, another city or even a country, and traveling is increasingly creating a feeling of tiredness, even fear, on top of me - it is a separate and deep subject. Well, why, the holiday is a beautiful thing, everyone likes to make a holiday, why do I cause a nuisance?

I used to love the holidays, I loved to go swimming
I'm not fond of sea like before. When the schools were closed, it was enough for me to read the books I wanted and to swim. My favorite thing was in a shady room on the sofa and reading a novel. Nevertheless, I remember how well I was bored in the last days of summer and that I was eager to exchange stationery when there was a month before the schools were opened.
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