In appearance, I look better in France than when I was in Greece : less confusion, less blocks in my mind, good food, good sex... But deep inside me, I suffer. I have no girlfriend. No chance to get a faithful one in Spain. I have no garden. No work to do. And I feel bad in my body.
Happiness lies in the way of life. The way of life I had in Greece, based on gardening, working on renewable energies and the pursuit of love made me happier than the sterile, boring life I have now.
Why don't I go back to Greece ? The answer is simple : terror. When I was there, there was a lot of paranoia and repression. I wish Greeks become optimistic, as fantasies tend to be true...
I wanna move to Spain, but I have no faith in it. The quality of life sucks. They have no brain. They're lazy. Spain is similar to the USA : a country with shit infrastructure, moved by hybris, always doing too big... You can't have both quantity and quality.
I just have no faith in it. I just wish that Greece starts to recover, becoming more optimistic, doing more children...
Besides, the strategy in Greece is simpler than in Spain.
Greece's strategy :
+ Finding an appartment for 200 € a month with a garden ;
+ Doing cheaper renewable energies ;
+ Going to a dance club to find the woman of my life.
Spain's strategy :
+ Finding an appartment for 400 € a month and having budget trouble OR keeping the appartment in France and having body and mind weakness ;
+ Finding a field to build my autonomous house alone ;
+ Going to a sport club to find a girlfriend, without long-term reliability.
What do you think ? If I overcome terror, the Greek strategy is better.
4/28/2022
Deep inside me, I suffer
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The Spanish strategy has got more simple.
RépondreSupprimer+ Finding a job in renewable energies ;
+ Finding a field to build my autonomous house ;
+ Finding an African girfriend with the Internet.