The past three days have been slow and unproductive. I've been skipping out on the walking tours and monuments for a bit, taking a few hours to just breathe, and separate myself from everything that's been going on. I've been reading, wandering, and writing (a little) with more of a purpose.

I pulled out Arnost Lustig's Lovely Green Eyes from the PSP library we have here. I read about 20 pages and it's already so heartbreaking. I love learning about the war from the Czech perspective-- I've never been one to enjoy history, but coming here has changed that.

This morning I slept very late, went to bed very late. I woke up to Tyler in my room checking up on me again, then Joshua and Ryan. I love how caring we've become. We've turned into a Prague Family and I am grateful.

I knew I was getting stuck in a rut, a self-perpetuating negative mood, so I flipped things around by going for a run in the rain. The endorphins are doing their magic now, so I'm feeling better. Very much looking forward to the reading tonight, then dinner with the girls at the Globe.