This is something like a depresting day today. It's cold and raining.The mother of a very cloth friend of mine and who has a Cancer (I don't know the english word and don't really want to look for it) is getting in the final phase (I don't know the english word either). My friend is something like the sadest in the world, her father has gone with another woman, so has her boyfriend, and her brother and sisters are all around the world. So, we are trying to make her lot of happiness, and today, I was having sandwiches with her, looking @ thr Palais des Papes, and she started crying, saying she had nothing to do in world etc. . I think Albert Camus (a french writter), said something like "Courage is like riffles, people have to take care of it, or else it get screwed up." Don't you think happiness is a bit like this. You have to take care of it when you have some 'cause either, when you want to use it, you can't.
I also have good news. Amélie was in Haiti (where she is from). All the people I meet are great individuals, and deserve a book each, bref, life is "life is beautiful for those who are in love as we are" Why is it always the same people we see on Blogger?
Have a happy life, and eat lot of cheese.
Grégoire