Moindreffor wrote:
but what is it tiring to go against the current and it is often great moments of solitude and questioning
There, basically I'm having fun! Even if I clenched my teeth to get to the end without exceeding the deadlines ... Question "to be fair". But at the signing, I myself did not know it would take so long. How exhausting it is to find a photo that you know exists and that it would be "there!" among several thousand.
In my previous jobs, yes, very great moments of solitude. I "theorized" this by always asserting that to be free, you have to know how to walk alone! My wife would tell you how many times I cried in her arms. How many lost tussles! Sometimes I was not strong enough. Sometimes the others hunted in packs. Sometimes supports turned the jacket as I balanced over the void.
I will perhaps or perhaps not recount that day when I denounced in a public meeting the misappropriation of food aid (indirectly) in front of the Prefect of Guéra, right-hand man of Hissen Habré, and the Chadian Minister of Agriculture. The whole story is long. And where I returned, packed my suitcase and waited for the special forces ... I was very scared in the face of the tortures that I imagined would come. None of that happened, I reassure you. The moment of solitude, sitting on the metal canteen in which I had gathered my personal belongings, is still present in my head as I write this.
I have not always been reasonable. Today, I still scratch. But it's a velvet paw!
And this is what allowed me to conclude, in the early morning of my heart attack, when I thought I was dying: "that I had had a good life and that I could die in peace!".
