I bought a book called “How to
change your life in Seven Days”, well four weeks afterward, the book is under
my laptop and my life is still the same and I have £7.99 less.
That is amazing how we can spend
money on things that we will never use. I mean, I don’t need to be cleaver for
that. However I do always the same, I bought auto-self book and think well my
life will be changed automatically. So far the first thing is to read the book.
So long I buy those books I start
to read it, few pages later I am upset because “someone else” is trying to tell
me his life is perfect , better than mine, you must follow me!!! I hate that.
With the time I learned that the
only auto-self that those books make is for the author. Because a lot of desperate
people like me are buying it, then he (the author) is making money.
That point made me think about
nothing and all.
But the last week I spent the
hold week into the Soho, because one of my friends was here on Holidays. Been
in Soho the hold week was remembered of the last summer, before my life change
without auto-self book.
We saw the same people every
single night, doing the same things: I mean drink, drink, still drink and
hutting. I don’t know why, but every
time that I am going out in pub, club or wherever, I start to look them and
create like small analysis of them. Believe me!!! in Soho you can have done
five or ten anthropology books about the gay life.
The point is that while I did
their analysis I did not know but at the same time I did my own analysis about
how changed my life in the last eleven months.
Maybe that is the matter when you
are drinking 10 gin tonics per night, seven days at week.
You have time to think.
The last summer I was single, I
am engaged now.
The last summer I was working as
waitress, I am Operations Manger now,
The last summer I was living in
the East, I am living in the West now.
The last summer I was sharing
house with ten people, I am sharing only with my Boyfriend now.
The last summer I didn’t speak
good English, I don’t yet.
The last summer I was one of
them, I was the kind of guy who was already for hutting every single night into
every single place.
Yes I was, but the life changes
for better or simply changes. I cannot say that I am missing that kind of life;
however I am still missing something to have friend in this city. That is true
I don’t why but here the people are gone quickly, before you finish your first
Gin Tonic, they are gone. Gone like my
ideas. Because I think that this post is the worst post that I did before.
I mean, I don’t why I am writing,
maybe because I need it... I will let you know maybe someday.
Raymond