Here I am September,
in London again, having tea, whereas there are still issues pending in Paris with my flat and the potential tenant …
It was great being in Paris, going out with my friends, running from one birthday to another…
Although I have almost a year in London, my social life is a bit pale, compared to the wonderful opportunities in the art world…
It is almost Friday night, the pubs are full and I haven’t even thought of contacting anyone I know, I am still writing on my computer, is this serious or what?
How about those madly in love with me, why haven’t they manifested themselves already?
To be honest, I might have some prospects, but I didn’t feel very enthusiastic. I gave a somewhat indifferent answer to a poor guy who was inviting me out, and I have been systematically late in my meetings with another one until he got angry. No, I wasn’t passionate about them. Although apparently, indifference is an important ingredient for a successful relationship, not passion.
I gave a somewhat indifferent answer to a poor guy who was inviting me out, and I have been systematically late in my meetings with another one until he got angry. No, I wasn’t passionate about them.
Although apparently, indifference is an important ingredient for a successful relationship, not passion. If you are kind of indifferent and cool, your brain functions more than your instincts. You give people a chance, and it is difficult to get angry at them.
I might exaggerate a bit, but it is the question of choosing with your brain or with your heart.
Probably both are important, what would you suggest?