I'm lyin' in my bed without any thoughts. The biggest problem is to get my newly-bought pendrive out of its package without moving. After some light attempts I realize that it's impossible. A few easy arguments following by some encouraging words and I manage to persuade myself to reach out for the scissors at the end of the bed. Now the previous problem reappears: How to cut the hard plastic without any effort.
Summer is falling softly on me...
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What a perfect feeling, euphoria at the end... No the same in my case. But, as you wrote me, I also need my friends, and my relatives. I feel that I need to go back. Things are showing me the end: to close the bank account, to stamp the certification of stay, to return the books, to sell the bike,...
Thanks for your words!
Hugs!
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