Since I got the kind reminder by email that I have not posted a blog in over a month and my "followers" would love to hear from me again (I am sure they do lol), I shall take some time to channel the mess in my head and just pretend that everything is alright. Then again reality could not be further from the truth but you gotta keep smiling.
Okay Okay it isn't that bad, especially since there are barely any pictures of me anyways due to the fact that it usually is me behind the camera or laptop. And I don't really have reason to complain, after all I can pay my bills, my life standard is by far higher than for most "average people" and from time to time I even buy something nice to please the soul.
But I also prefer to be blunt ... June was crap. The ISPT London was interesting, that is not the reason for the initial statement regarding last month. Rather the fact that I set myself a goal to bike at least 300km after returning sick and then missing it after a nice pace mid month as a result of hurting a ligament in the knee. More than two weeks of not being allowed to work out can make you more upset than Grumpy Cat, though this will hopefully not be the case anymore after the next doctor's appointment.
Work wise the tendencies could not be any more different ... whereas one regular job provides barely any news and still outstanding payments, another opportunity has risen and may get me a trip to the Caribbean where I won't be working at least 22 hours per day. Furthermore the live circuit will soon pick up again as we get closer to the money in the WSOP Main Event in Vegas, let's hope I can cover quite a few events because they are never boring (unless a bubble lasts several hours).
As I was finishing this short rambling, someone knocked on my door. I open it to see two women in their 50s and they claimed to "help people through the crisis". I smiled at them and said "sure it is not heaven but I got a job, an apartment, can pay my bills and am the only one to help myself in case of a crisis ... but thanks anyways". Boy that was so much fun and worth it to see their facial expression.
As I was finishing this short rambling, someone knocked on my door. I open it to see two women in their 50s and they claimed to "help people through the crisis". I smiled at them and said "sure it is not heaven but I got a job, an apartment, can pay my bills and am the only one to help myself in case of a crisis ... but thanks anyways". Boy that was so much fun and worth it to see their facial expression.
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