It is worth it to work in a field where competition is the highest within your own team.
It is worth it to live in a small city where during off-season, there are only you and stray dogs on the street after 7pm.
I have been waiting for smelling jasmine for 9 months now. . I haven't seen it coming, because the flowers that are the closest and hence visible on my balcony are only burgeoning still.
I came home from a long day of work ( If I have to do another caviar-accord, I resign! ) and as I was putting my clothes to the washing machine, my hand started trembling. She didn't come harsh on me, she is not a vulgar flower, she first started caressing my nostrils and only after a few seconds foreplay did she entered my nose which instantly filled my head with morphine.
It was like the most intense multiple orgasm ever, the one that you have after not being with your lover for months. Like an inside-firework, as big as the one that they made for the year 2000 behind the Eiffel-tower.
I stayed outside, standing still and keep on inhaling the best composition ever created by God. I closed my eyes, as if I were at the opera. I wanted to drink out the cup of joy until the last drops and I want to concentrate on the intense euphoria it gives me. I want to live this moment to the fullest.
The moment became a few hours and I am writing these lines outside as well. I tried to go back to my apartment and work, I have plenty of stuff to do, but I couldn't think of anything else.
Some people are alcoholic, some are on drugs, I am on jasmine.
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