You know what’s scary about this age? You can’t even enjoy your down time. You’re socially convinced that every moment you’re spending not doing anything is wasted time. That you always should be working towards something. We forget that it’s okay to have a breather and simply take time to yourself.
You have no idea how much I needed to see this. Thank you.
“The
victorious air in the French faces was almost
unbearable to us.”
“November 12 1918 – Today there were no French fliers in the air, not any French soldiers or Annamites at work, the only ones working were
we prisoners. The victorious air
in the French faces was almost unbearable to us. In the afternoon the
French sergeant picked up the
newspaper and lent it to me. Reading to my anxiously listening comrades
the bad news – I hardly could speak and barely hold the paper in my hands. In the evening nobody found sleep out
of grief and sorrow.”
