There are some moments in life when i feel far away from the woman i want to be. Like tonight, when i was walking home after a 11 hours working day, 2 hours half bad conference (i could have said half good but as you can read, i am not in my best mood), and a moment to buy the food of the week end, moment that has been posponed like four times at least this week. Useless to say that i needed to make this stop now. Also, walking home with a bag heavy as hell, tired, with the feeling of not going anywhere with all this snow falling, cold and so on and so on. If someone would have asked me my goal in life, i would just have answer: put this fucking bag down, sit down and cry. Why do i have to make this shit actually, when i am so weak as i am today? no idea why, maybe just tired and so. People often think that i can move mountains, that i am a very strong person, who know where i am going and so. If they would have seen me tonight, they would have laughed.
And i all of a sudden asked myself: is this really the worse thing i have ever had to live?
Without knowing me exactly, you may guess the answer. No it isn't. I can list at least twenty things that was much more worse. But just let me be weak for a little while and don't ask me why because you will have ridiculous reasons in return, i swear.