So it was a good day at work. I had my Spanish class and we talked about primary schools and stuff like that. Two students missing, though. One of my co-workes asked me to go with her for a coffee and that felt really nice.
The truth is that I have been having a coffee break (5 min) every day to drink an Americano. Since my parents told me I should start surviving with my income (last month was only 350 Euros) I decided not to have that coffee anymore. But today I could not resist the opportunity of getting a friend.
My mum called me to tell me that I had a doctor appointment today, that I did not know. She forgot to tell me when they called. So after work I went there. It went pretty well. I though he may change my treatment but you know what he prescribed me a beer right after my appointment.
According to him, I have a problem. He thinks I have been too responsible all my life. So he thinks that I should start having fun. I did have that beer.
I went to the reading club after lunch, and presented some projects, like an interview to a writer.
Then I realized something. When I was younger (in high school) I founded a club. It was called the Bohemian Club and it was supposed to be a space to discuss about literature, music, writing, philosophy. It had three members. Or four. We never got to do anything, I think we did some book markers.
It was disappointing since anyone had really the interest. MEmbers where members just because they were my friends and they loved me and wanted to make me happy. But the purpose of it was not too appealing for them.
The thing is that know, putting together all my activities, all my reading clubs, the drama lessons, and all the people involved, I kind of have my desired Bohemian Club and it is fascinating.
I am already tired. and it is only wed.