Insomniacs for Hungary

I had a bout of insomnia last night, after not having one for quite some time. In my mind, I was obsessing over Hungary. This small country wouldn't let me sleep. I was fantasizing, romanticizing, figuring out decorations for our Budapest flat, thinking about students and how I would teach them. I kept going over all of the things that I can say in Hungarian. "Valerie vagyok" "Hogy vagy" "Tanar vagyok. Nem ertem". "Hol van a szarvas?" Hungarian was truly littering my mind. I couldn't shake it. After getting up to go to the bathroom and get some water, I tried to let it go. It worked for awhile.

Photo: Chain Bridge, Budapest by night