Thirty Years!

The fact that the last week, I posted almost nothing in any of my blogs/sites, is in a straight relation to the anniversary, I'm passing through.

Thirty years ago, it was the last days of May, I arrived in Paris. Thirty years later, that's a whole life, I have nothing to celebrate.


This was not the life I wanted to have lived. This was not the place I wanted to have stayed. This was not the people I wanted to have been among. This was not the purpose I wanted to have dreamed of. Finally, I've done it all the wrong way.

I'm just sad!

But ready to start all over!

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