We are close to the end of the month and my little holiday is about to turn to the Roman period. On March 1, returned to London and the desire to go back to work I'm really high-speed chase, but they are faster. Only, like it or not, I'll be back on March 2 to make the slave ... that the BFI does not treat its employees as slaves more than other companies, but we all are, with different owners. Okay, before you bring me down to the idea of \u200b\u200bhaving to go back to work I still have some vacation days at my disposal to use to see friends and relatives. My last holidays are always a mess, a fun run run to do anything yet I could not do. And promptly returned to London I got my things I've done, people I met, missed opportunities, shows that unseen, balances that I missed ... Sometimes I feel like I lead a double life, sometimes I feel like prisoners in a special license. My Roman Holiday last forever too little. Then I get some interesting ideas but do not have time to develop them because I got to get work. Interesting how the situation is reversed. When I lived in Rome and found any excuse to visit London, it was there that I would throw creative ideas, was that I was on vacation, the weather was not enough for me ever. Now that I live "there" the daily monotony moved with me, the problems, lack of time, have moved with me. This is not an original thought, but it seems pretty obvious that there is no country or city where they can feel free to do and create. The life of every day is a real monster to defeat if you want to remove the feet from the ground.
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