Last Thursday was a national holiday, so since everybody is lazy (including me) in this bloody country nobody worked on Friday. Today (Tuesday) is a regional holiday so, nobody worked on Monday either. The result? Six boring days at home!
Ok, not all days were boring (see my previous post), but I guess the final result was not good at all. I ended up arguing with her again, and I ended up going to the cinema, which I love and I hadn’t done that in a long while. The two films I saw were sad, depressive but somehow I like it. I keep thinking that by watching those kinds of things I will learn and be ready to face certain situations in the future. But then, I never learn or I’m always afraid of facing them, you know what I mean?
Having said that, it’s sad to say and admit that I’m indeed a lonely person. No matter how many great new friends I have, I turn out to find myself alone, doing things alone. What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with the others? Am I selfish? I guess I could do years of therapy and I would never know.