The monologue at the witching hour ' Say Gérard, can it be that your life for months has become quite catchy and troughs? That you are only a shadow of yourself and you only have like warm to the idea of days gone by? Especially the days at Virgin? Even sad, right?
Ahem .... yes, my inner voice, as you have probably not far wrong. To say the least, you're absolutely right even with what are you accept.
And what do you do?
Hm ... Nothing.
nothing?
Yes, nothing. What should I do you think still large, in addition to what I already do all the time?
do not know, I have not thought about it too ....
... but ask me such questions ....
Yes, yes, all right. But something has to change that. Is it pathetic that this state of lethargy and inner resignation. Gérard, where only the sparkle in your eyes is gone? This driving force, this charisma that knew how to gather people around you?
In bad times it happens to have no friends ... Very simple. It's just sometimes the other. And what the other is concerned: we do have no real remedy. It is simply not in my hands to change that situation. At least, not the state as a whole. And temporary damage control is already not exactly my area of expertise ... Also, I can do without those people like that in my presence only, therefore sheaves, because certain people I know personally from the showbiz.
... you would rather wallow up in your temporary misfortune, right??
Again so 'a stupid question. And what is "wallowing" here. Can we now not even be sad because his life has somehow presented differently ...? Most other.