not going ---why?
Usually i overthink, and as usual, it happens today, now: so, i was originally going to see a friend of mine, someone i enjoyed a lot spending time with and want to spend more with. Comparing to Chicago, Amsterdam is no distance from Tilburg; comparing to internet chat, face to face chatting is by all means upgrading. But i cannot go, because of work, also because of his only having time during lunch and breakfast, because of work. And suddenly i ask myself, why is work so important? Usually with this thought, it is enough for me to persist in going instead of staying, but this time, it isn't. Bart Simpson puts it,"if it is too hard, it is not worth trying." For the very first time, i apply this principle, for the more long-run dream i am fighting for. And forgive me, my friend...and do not underestimate the dillema i have...^&^
