Comic perspectives: Coming back

Celestun, Mexico
(9.10.2007)

Coming back home in the evenings - it always reminds me of my childhood. Feeling tired, hungry because sweets is only food left, the road is boring and watching peoples on the sidewalk makes me think of their lifes. They'll get home in few minutes to watch cartoons, eat their evening meals (which You can smell now), brush their teeth and finish their days with nice long nap. It was a hot day but it looks the storm is coming. I am still on the way and - that's how it supposed to be. It's holiday anyway.