A terrible illness has crossed Monkey Seduction's plan of development. But fortunately my ambitions, Mr Charming and my absolutely favourite employer won't let me being ill for longer. I remember once I read a guide how to keep promises we give to ourselves. One of the rules said: 'Tell somebody about it'. So, hoping it works, and to avoid procrastination, I would like to tell you about some ideas of my mind. First of all, in te nearest future my blog should transform a bit. Could be nothing huge for somebody who actually really reads me, but I feel like get to know myself a bit better. I want to share more things, tell what does it mean for me to be a polyglot and share my old diaries from places I used to know. People say that a good blog is a place where your readers are excited, your family is outraged and your friends are terrified. Let's see how far you an pursue an achievement.
But in the meantime there is one thing which happened to me. Something which might be worth mentioning.
'You don't love me the way you should'- was screaming a message me and several other friends got from Paolo O. Martin on Friday evening. The background of this situation could actually explain a lot: recently, indeed, we underestimated his taste for a good fun. Of course, Paolo, we do love you! But do we do that the way we should?
Exactly- why do we love? And what is the good way to do this?
