went to the countryside to visit my grandfather today. hadn't been there for a couple of years. sadly. right now as the weather is shit outside i needed sth to warm me up and what better than a sip of nostalgia and good-old. i remember this spring me and my brother were driven to the funeral of my grand-aunt by a route that we used to drive almost daily with our parents. south-estonian roads are full of twists and turns and rises and falls and sometimes the falls make one's stomach feel tickly. it's a sensation of childhood for me and my brother. when we felt it, we couldn't help but look at each other and knowingly smile, even laugh.

and i was lying a bit in the previous post. south-e is still gorgeous, but has changed its tune.