And what about you???
What can I say? It has been so many years since we had that much snow so early here in Montreal. I am sure a very happy wolfy even if that snow slowed down my way to work.
Work is back to normal again and my boss didn’t have much to say in my evaluation today except “keep up the good work”.
My friend that fell down the stairs a few weeks ago, fell down again in is apartment last week and hurt his heel. A few days after that, he learned about the death of one of is best friend. Life is really hard on him this year.
Saturday I met him and his mate and we went to the Black Eagle where we were giving homage to an old BDSM club. We met a lot of his old friends and I was very happy to see so many very interesting and warm people.
Sunday morning, I went with Ryan to decorate the restaurant for the brunch. We asked a small restaurant that is usually close on weekend to open just for us. It was very pleasant to be able to eat with friends and in leather. Of course, the brunch went way longer than expected and I had to rush home to meet with Feli.
It was nice to meet him after so many months. We watch some of the “Look around you” episodes that Brun (thank you for the DVD’s) gave me (BTW Brun, the second DVD doesn’t work). The only thing that wasn’t perfect that weekend was that I cooked a very bad meal. L Well nobody’s perfect…
This week I tried to relax as much as possible. Yesterday I was watching an old episode of Boston Legal where Alan Shore is held at gun point. When the crises is over as he’s talking with Denny Crane, he tells Denny that Tara told him that as she faced the same predicament, her last thought was about if she was loved. Then Alan tells Denny that he found in that moment, it wasn’t who loved him, but rather who he loved.
That left me reflecting on the matter. What would be my last thought if I new I was going to die. The first think that came in my mind was “Were I successful to accomplish/complete my task?” and I must admit that no matter how long I think about it, it is the most truthful answer I can come with.
I find that answering this question truthfully is very revealing and I don’t think that their can be a bad answer to it…
So if you had a gun in your face, what would be your last thoughts about?