Random thoughts

To get a plane, to go to a strange place where I've never been to, just for two nights and a lot of work, is strange and, for some way, delightful.

To go to the country side, to see the birds and the plants growing, the sounds of nature and water, is something really delightful.

To be with my girl, laying on a bed, naked and excited. It's really delightful.

To work hard and sleep just a couple hours everyday, don't have no free day every week, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop... it isn't delightful.

To be young, thirty years old, potentially successful and potentially fail, is very delightful and fearful.

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