A December 14
I was expecting a day of classes as many others, with interesting moments, some less. There were, in fact, but there was also much more.
I have not yet recovered. The effect of hearing everyone else talk about everything but what was happening around us and preparing our non-future, while a helicopter flying over our heads in long persistent laps. Ah yes, finally some recommendations on ways to avoid delayed from one to another. I rarely wanted to be, indeed I was, as elsewhere in those times when, as good, "we did lesson." I hate this country. And that its people as well.
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