I’ve been doing activities outside of work for a long time, but somehow it still takes effort. It’s about learning a foreign language (not English, I already know it), sports and reading…a lot. The foreign language does not take much time, the daily lessons being short, but regular. I’m the follower: small but sure steps.
On the other hand, many people might think that I write from I don’t know what mahogany desk, from a royal chair, encrusted with diamonds, and everything is perfect in my ultra-modern and spacious office. Not. The office I write from has a 20-year-old desk that I can’t bear to change because I’ve become emotionally attached to it. It’s scratched, it was a little loose, but it’s mine, and from here I wrote and from it I started this blog.
The chair is a normal one that doesn’t even spin like that before anymore. I had two but both were broken by my ex-concubines who liked to roll around in them, they found this thing funny.
And still here, in the room where I have my small office, still here I sleep. But that’s not what matters, what matters is that I’m doing it (that I’m still writing) and I feel good doing it.
I go to the toilet too, my nails grow too and I have to cut them with a nail clipper and I break, I’m human too. We do not have to idealize. Or rather we have to love pure reality, the most sublime force and form of loving.
I love my fans, or let’s better say…readers! I want to serve them reality, emotions, share successes and positive feelings. And more than that, I know that I have been a pillar on which many have leaned and a shoulder on which many have cried, and if that is my purpose, I will still be here for others.