So, week was good. A bit boring, but.. good.
Weather was veeeery well and I took out my bike.
A friend was here for a week and I visited her every day.
We went to friends.
We wanted to have a dinner together this evening.
I was sad when I heard that a friend of them not wanted to
come because of me. Mh, and a bit angry.
I felt strange, not really good this days - for whatever
Today, my best friend and me will spread flight leaves.
Shame that he must always work, I love to spend time with
him - he is a very special human.
I talked with him about my opinion about some people. He
said that hope is not unfounded since. He is right, I should
never give up.