Phew, but what a week!
Two birthdays, one life then the other to a great start. Emotional reunion on the one hand and the other meetings refreshing despite a wave of unusual warmth at this time of year. For many, it is the return to school or in studios. For me it was the reboot of an internal process, relegated to dormancy by the combination of circumstances. All this at a time and more, all of which lose their bearings, especially for me who am so easily confused by the slightest distraction.
There was also this begins to break: I neglected my den of last month, a pied-minute insidious in that it was looking like paradise where artificial flattery surface waters down to gleefully sprinkled in triggering existential nausea. And far from the roller coaster, I'll feel much better, freed of a burden.
Thus lightens slightly and I could let myself go to gravitate around orbits energy ... I just need to avoid releasing too much ballast, a flight too immodest and I soon find myself in dangerous area.
by tagging my new route that I am officially launched as a new collaborator - least for me, it is - collaborative project: the portal and network All Habs. I've provided two texts, translations for now, but I know soon to lay the novel, always in relation to my favorite hockey team.
I have not had time to tame my new toy still some tests here and there no more. I realize that my withdrawal as a professional working in IT as it made me and my technophobe recent misadventures with everything that involves electronics, the phone at home theater, even without adding any water - these critters that I have become ungovernable are definitely hydrophobic - made me more apprehensive that it necessary. I'll keep a good range of attention.
My biggest disappointment of the week for last, however. I dreamed of back on the road témiscouatins woodlands, where is my refuge, my retirement all green open ... And this thing has come to throw - literally - a damper on my plans for the long weekend.
For a few seconds for geostationary orbit, I could glimpse the culprit.
Naughty, naughty Earl ... 
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