RATP on strike, SNCF on strike, teachers on strike, dustmen on strike. This tuesday morning in Paris is quite exciting.
Looking at the sad faces of people, waiting for a train that might not come, walking in the dirty streets near the champs elysee give me the vision of the decline of a big city, of an entire civilisation where nothing is working correctly and where all the people are resigned.
It's like living in a city close to implosion, apocalypse. That's very exciting.
I'm feeling well. I like seeing misfortune around me. That's makes me feel better. This is one of my worse flaw. This is my worse flaw. But this little voice tells me "who cares?".