Some goodbyes ring as an adieu. Here is my turn to leave CS for a while. I have had many terrific times among you all and I wanted to thank you, from the deep of my heart...
Some shares always ringed as valuable, precious. And each time it took us to avoid this account to. So hard. To reverse. And then the nights shared, the hundreds of glasses emptied together in incredible bars, created for the circumstances, the thousand of appointments, imagined, failed, the projects always dreamed. These forums that bring us to finish a night with a stranger in an imaginary bed, where we are promptly invited to give our opinion in virtual awakening. These forums that lead us to meet the most unlikely, the more robbed or crazier. And we all, with dishevelled hair and our teenager’s air. Eternal.
But also these times of the empty room, with this chair to watch nothing. But also these minutes. To still believe that these traces on the cushion’s couch are yours. To understand that you all are no longer there. This painful awakening that does not end. Of the promises, nothing has been forgotten, but it is alone that it took me to get drunk. A flurry of glasses for one thought, also high, high and raised up.
What turns me on... Dreamers, passionate, ambitious, crazy, artists and creative, travelers... People whom live their life in a complete agreement with their own personality and character
Frenchy is back home...
Hey Ya, thanks, it is good to be back