The french revolution

I'm home in France at last.It"s almost bizarre the way this small town, Chateauroux , unfolds its flat existence in a slow almost heaven-like motion. I like it , but I cannot bear the absence of vices, of sputtering and fuming and realistic life. However this journey benefits my life because I had a lot on my mind, a lot to overcome and to get over. Now I can open up to love , happiness and originality; because life is a series of dynamic revolutions.

Bisosus, mes chers amis. Pour une vie en rose . Tuer un sablier n'arette pas le temp.