Growing Pains

Growing hurts - even when You turn thirty.
Well I think so, for at the moment I have only turned twenty nine and am feeling like having enough already.
Is it that I have read too many books in my life? That nothing ever is happening by the nown route... or is it not enough books?
Life is so much different.

It is probably just a waste of time...


A glass of a white wine
I've turned twenty nine...



Yuppie


OA

Winds of Change...

are apparently blowing in a completely different direction.
Oh well.. I guess it is, in some part, my fault. I'm having that cute manner of saying tomorrow I'll start - only I refer to August..
that might be a chance for a change, but than again - the money I got is not that big, and the work is still demanding. Well not the work itself - the bosses are. They do not know what theuy want though.
Ha!
and that is a sufficient reason to start something on my own.
But I have a feeling, that it is not what I was going to talk about.
Something IS changing. I renewed a long lost contact with a Friend. And it might work alright again - on the professional platform. Good. Maybe burning the bridges to one's past is not always the best of ways to go through life.

As for the private side...
I'm still having a crush... and the "crush" does not know... this is something I really need to work on.