I dream about it every monday morning

Monday to Friday:
Light: my internet connection is quick, my PC is quick, my Photoshop is still running. deviant art is ready to receive my "art" (I don't know the exact definition of art, this is why I call my pictures art...). You guys are still wonderful artists I can envy all day long. Friends around, coffee machine not far, restaurant and sun. Maybe one picture. Working if REALLY necessary.
Night: baby is happy, she still loves me. I do my best to keep her in my life and happy. Children are growing in a perfect environment, thanks also to my light time. The dog is wiggling his tail when playing with me? Cats are faking being happy. My Yamaha drumset is waiting for me, laughing (if you could hear me playing you would laugh too). Do not watch TV, this is so easy to dive into this no-ocean.

Wednesday.
Light: nothing more or less than other days of week.
Night: drums lesson. One hour of craziness trying to be a musician. Teacher is GOD. Oh yeeess.

Saturday and Sunday
Light: golf, if baby wants. ski if moutains want, sailing if money wants. Walking around, with Hugo the dog. Friends for dinner, great time for sure. Pictures.
Night: restaurant or party at home, just go to sleep later, you can. Pictures.

One advice:
if you love her, do your best: go to bed, don't go to sleep.


One minute of honesty:
I am happy. Now I know. 40 years were necessary. I have accessed my highest step. Now I can spend my time staying here.

Love and kiss to all of you.

Francois.