As you can notice, the girl from the left lives in Cyprus, the girls from the right came from London and is in need of vitamin D... Friends reunited, this time in Cyprus. According to my plans, this trip was supposed to happen last November. According to the plan of the Universe, it was supposed to happen this week. Well, better later than never. Perfect timing, as usually. I had to cross Europe, come to Cyprus, then cross the border with the Turkish part of the island, land in this cafe in a small coastal town and realise a very simple thing - I forgot what it means to slow down and just to chill. To slow down and to chill is also a skill, and as any skill, you have to exercise it regularly in order to maintain it. I have to admit, I haven't done it for a while. And I guess my body and my mind just forgot how to do it. We were sitting and chatting and having coffee and it was one of those magic moments when you don't need anything else right now because the moment is just perfect. And still I said "Domi, listen, I feel like I can't fully relax, I have something sitting inside of my chest which makes me feel that I have to do something, rush somewhere, I am almost feeling guilty for doing nothing". And Dominika replied "Yana, relax, this is Cyprus, nobody is rushing here..." Ok, I get it, but how to make myself feel this way? This is the question... My landlady once said that "we are the product of the country where we live". I couldn't agree more on this. There is so much of London in me and I have only realised it today when being put in a completely different environment. I am one of those crazy goers, doers, fast walkers, fast eaters, fast decision takers and so on, everything with "fast" in the prefix. I never really chill in London. At least I don't do it in Cypriot kind of way. (="total chill"). I watch Netflix ( it is chilling, right), but only for 1 hour (max 2), I do yoga (1 hour), I read (few hours). But to allow myself not to do anything productive the whole day - this sounds bloody scary. The feeling of guilt will cover me from the top of my head to the bottom... ->I guess I found a topic for the next session with my coach.