I remember the last day in school, like it was yesterday -it was 35 years ago. I had spent the last 9 years here at the boarding school, so far away from home and it felt bitter sweet. We all were excited, children and adults were running around like chickens. It was time for our theater play, afterwards the nuns and our choir would sing for the last time, before it was time to part.
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I am to the point where I almost avoid the news, try not to read too much. I have a morning ritual, read worldwide newspages that I like, but try to keep it short and sweet lately. There is only so much bad stuff I can take on a daily base.