Thanks Lance, sound advice.
Sorry folks, just felt "at the bottom of my shoes" as we say here.
Sorry for those who care for me, and others, although we don't know each other, I know some people care, and that feels good, sorry for making them worry about that fucking liberal atheist froggie.
I feel much better today. Ity was sunny and it was our first Sunday in our new room for sunday workshops. Friendly people, nice trees.
Powerpoint presentation for the beginners:
A Larch forest, by Francis, the founder of our club, in his late 70s, a former army high-rank officer (he's got a photo of him standing beside Khadaffi on the steps of the French embassy in Lybia). He's got a pacemaker in his chest now, and he's one of the sweetest person I know. He reminds me of my late father...
A little cotoneaster of mine, it's great to be able to take pictures outside...
... and many trees inside, I couldn't take pictures of them all because I had papers to mark so I left before 13:00
Don't worry. I still have this cultural, atavic, and maybe genetic tendency to be be over-sensitive, to be over-happy or over-sad.
Thanks for the private messages: went to see a doctor, the first time in 2 years. He checked my heart and asked me "You're doing sport, don't you?"
When I told him I've smoked about 30 cigarettes a day for decades, he made me a prespription for a cardiologist and a scan of my lungs...
Think I'll switch to e-cigs before.
Don't worry kids, I'm all right and living in Orléans