It's cold outside but it does not really matter cause it's Friday. And i got Francesco all for myself. Hopefully it wont't rain ans i can take him out for a stroll (well me walking, him in the boogaboo). We already have a date for brunch on Sunday and we will just chill and watch a movie tomorrow night (me watching movie, him sleeping and potentially waking up every other hour for attention). Despite the new (beyond small) project i got yesterday and the 6pm Friday call I got from another client the weekend outlook is positive with limited downside, which will feel good given i get the little one for myself! Weekend, here I come!
I see signs saying we are not afraid. Londoners are tough and endured the bombings of WWII. But those Londoners are hardly the same as the ones here today. Yes people in general are resilient, more than we think we can be when looking outside out. That is anywhere in the world, not just in London. And truth be said there is merit in not letting fear control our lives and terrorism win. Well I just walked into the district line, 5 stations away from Parsons Green and I am afraid. I am not shaking, crying or running away. But I am afraid mostly because it is all so natural. Life must go on I said, as I decided I was not going to cancel my lunch and avoid the tube. But that is what makes it scary. Life goes on and in an effort to not be afraid we recklessly do not change our habits and rely on the stats that more people die on the road then on terrorist attacks. Reality is, the law of probability does not matter because terrorist events are binary. So I think about my frie...
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