Il y a bien longtemps que je n'ai pas écrit. Il y a eu la fin de la session, puis il y a eu le temps des Fêtes. Entre temps, il y a eu le décès d'un ami très cher. Je ne savais plus quoi écrire. Les sujets qui me venaient à l'esprit repartaient comme ils étaient venus, sans me laisser trop d'inspiration au passage. A la suite du décès de Bruno (Djoubi, dans le monde virtuel), tous mes sujets me paraissaient futiles. On dirait que je n'étais pas capable d'accepter que celui qui a inspiré la création de ce blogue ne pourra plus jamais écrire d'entrée. Je ne savais plus quoi écrire. I do not know quite yet, but soon I will find the thread of my ideas. It's coming.
It's Saturday night. The Canadian has won a great victory. I never watch hockey, but looking at the end of last season, tonight I believe in hope. The players have struggled and won at the last minute. It can also happen. If I work hard in the corners, so I do not give up, if I skate. I can beat my opponents, who are mostly domestic. I'll talk another time.
I live in a country not at war. I'm not cold in my house well insulated, even if is-25C. outside. Tomorrow I may go skating on the Rideau Canal and it will even be the second time this season, because I had the chance to drag my feet on it the 1st January. If I'm not going is that I decided to read this delightful brick that is the new Wally Lamb "The first time I Believed". Monday, I'll stand in line at the passport office and I will have the chance to immerse myself in this excellent novel, written by the best writer of our time (in my humble opinion).
That's what crossed my mind at this moment. That's why I feel good tonight, reviving my blog and listening to the True insomnia Alain Lefevre.
I will write more extensively soon. I promise you.
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