My boss is on holiday on behalf of the past 2 days.
Worst of all, its 1 week before the Christmas holidays, so our Romanian business partners have all stopped working. Lets just say that the usual can’t take a breath working environment has significantly slowed down.
Today, having nothing more challenging to do, I have planned every step of my Parisian weekend (as I am going there to celebrate romance).
The big question is: can one create (and enjoy) romance by completely ignoring what the inevitable future holds?
How long could 40 hours last? What would you do with 40 hours, knowing that those would be the last moments…
I know, you are completely baffled. It is difficult to manufacture you understand without having too give too much away. My life has become pretty secretive ever since I’ve moved to Amsterdam. But maybe this gives me a little security.
Georgi at all times says that I reside my life too intensely, that I burn everything like a flame. Love as well as pain. This is why I can’t manufacture my happiness last. Its at all times in short doses. 1 month, 10 days, 40 hours…
I wish I could be a little bit more rational, a little bit more strong.