Ever since we moved into our "home away from home", it seems like weekends have turned into some kind of a manic race when in 48 hours of my weekend I find myself doing enough for two weeks at least, only because I don't wanna miss a thing. This week I'll be staying in Haifa my hometown and it's kinda funny how Haifa will always be my private symbol of childhood, and how I wish to continue being a child just for a little while longer. I want to get a lollipop when I visit my doctor, drink the white antibiotics, never pay rent, sleep late and save all my money in a jar instead of the quicksand in my bank account. I...