You again…

I hope you are happy with what you did. I hope you are brave enough to one day come out and admit that all that “I care about what happens to you” and “this is your home” is bullshit. You did way more damage than you imagine, and you picked some fine moment to do so. Don’t forget what you did because I sure as hell am not going to. You know who you are, and if you know me as you so petulantly claim, you know that there will be a reckoning.

And the madness overruns my city again...

So, the overflow of fervor is back, again. The TV is saturated with Jesus stories, religious movies, and their like. Oh, and of course, the processions...

It's most annoying.

Anyway, I don't feel much like writing at the time, but I'll be back soon.

Rêves doux.