It seems that the first part of this blog, namely Sweden, is over, I fly on Saturday to find my native soil. I do not turn the pages but it must be a little adult, I have a job and responsibilities now.
I do not know yet what I'll do this blog, dedicated originally to share my incredible life. Without doubt, as my life goes on anyway I'll continue to scream my outrage at this company who rejects me, globalization, politicians and rotten all-star Academy, in short, all these battles that are dear to my heart.
Perhaps I shall turn in literary criticism and cultural fed Telerama and France Inter (yes shit because I am a teacher, do not forget.)
Maybe I will transform it into a blog-novel , dreamlike and boring to read. Yes because I do not know if you've ever tried to read a long text on a computer screen, but after 10 minutes, your eyes are all red and itchy.
Or I will become a political analyst, and posting a text every week deciphering such a declaration, such a discussion, such discussion difficult, either by writing lace-like or like a big fat buldozzer after a small white coffee shop.
Or I will explore my conscious thoughts and unconscious, like a public psychoanalysis but because I'm sure the sex stories involve many more readers.
Or else I'll let him dying slowly, I'll do my big lazy, I will not write that often, and it will interest fewer and fewer readers (it already does not interest them much.)
is not good all that, but I have heartbreaking farewell to myself.
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