Dear Diary,
I woke up early in the morning and went for a run and joined in a happy cricket game some were playing. Suddenly had to rush home to attend a business call, 35% of my wealth at stake.
My partner was still asleep but I couldn't be sure. God, it takes so much time to go to another room in this grand house! She didn't check my messages and as usual, I avoided disturbing her with a call. The help lady had to cook today.
In my meeting it was discussed that I'd have to loan out some shares of our new startup to another party, just to mitigate the risk associated with a rival's possible claims.
After the meeting I had some delicious Italian breakfast and headed outside. Went to the public worship-place and donated some clothes to the needy. There I met an old friend and brought her home in my Ferrari.
As I relaxed in our swimming pool, I could see my partner talking to my old friend. They were discussing how lucky we have been lately, even more after the lottery we won. The visitor agreed to come again sometime for a dinner party, with her children. Somehow I got a hint of love from her look. But I'm in love with my partner, so...
I adore living in this foreign country, so much so that everytime I'm outside I just pick up the royal soil and rub it with my fingers- it gives me the feeling of a dream come true. I like the people and how they look 😋
But by lunch time, I had to book a flight for a 7 day plan to another foreign country. This was to attend an international function where I was cordially invited to give a talk.
I don't care to remember anything at all now. I've given up writing senseless memos that had me thinking all my life like I've got control. Memos about drinking water, could you imagine! It's all random now. I don't care what happens, what stays in my head or not. I let it all go to gutter.
For lunch I took my partner to a restaurant by the beach. There we could even see some chaps in the air, paragliding. I did something to her, out of love. Also, because I was happy.
Then came the evening and we watched TV at home. Call it a theatre instead considering its size. I left after some time to hit our gym. Gym is how I became healthy again. It helped me overcome the psychotic (plus the embarrassing dreams which want me to become a full-fledged psychopath) issues, skin issues and my tinnitus. Seems impossible but true, it even helped me gain weight and scare away all my below-the-belt issues (with some help from the daily prayers)
Then came night time and we had a lovely dinner. Then we started a discussion and 😉..