Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Westjet Salaries Versus Air Canada

Manual Transparency Sussane

I had asked myself how I was going to drop the cultural shock, return, etc ... others have wondered the same thing, I think they were just as concerned as I do. No way no way to explain what is happening now.

Maybe
expected chaos and the harbingers of the end of the world, all that has happened is a hurricane and rain (maybe just to remember the smell of forest and wood in fireplace), is dead, but not as the count, I do not know if this is a time bomb or what, but sensational news comes that one does not know what thinking. I am disappointed that is quiet, from the corner of my hemitaƱez only see things from a distance.

could say that I miss all the old world, the streets, people, language, but I do not have separated from me, I still have contact with the afterlife and I'm glad to know they are well over there, beyond asking the same thing, and I still know an answer.

Interestingly
which has cost me more leave, is my own space that adopted with each new place. Lyon gave me a lot, and despite the few facilities where it was and that the apartment was rented by two months, that place I did mine and it felt so comfortable getting up in the morning, go to the kitchen and make coffee, shower, look towards the street and see it was a sunny day, that work was not far away and shocked me, but it was comfortable, everything was within walking distance. That miss my privacy in the warm morning or hot afternoons and click, the little street noise, quiet Saturday or Sunday bike, picnic or film. It bothers me that I'll be asking how if I lack a lot and other etcetera, that I have the same tranquility and peace, the only thing missing to make it perfect was the strange ...

is why after a month attempted to have somewhere in the house, a corner, a shadow, but still do not like, there is little light, too much noise during the day, which I have appropriated more nights, which are quieter and reach resemble those days, the only thing missing to make it perfect is that the thesis itself without forcing flow and that the stranger is closer. This is only temporary, so one is filled with arcades of patience not to disperse. Is what we have now.



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