I’m not fine and I don’t know why. Yesterday I was quarreling until 2.30 about stupid things. It was not a friendly discussion, no. It was a really heated one. When I start these articles, I promised you don’t speak about politics and I will keep my promise. I’m ashamed, sorry. Why people cannot get on well simply? Centuries and centuries of discussions and quarrels, wars and wars and wars and, at the end, there’s only a simple reason for all: everyone wants to be right.
I would like to say good night today with the special song from Disney’s Aladdin. Have a nice night, dreams with angels and try not quarrel at the bar.