Saturday Night Fever

I lost all my fantasy? Maybe...
...or not. I don´t think so.
Saturday I was really really OK. Everything was good. Each and every thing.
Flu was gone, and I found Florence and Olivier near my home to go out.
Then...
A job meeting... at Shisha smoking narghile, drinking bear and tea and chatting a lot, in italian english spanish french.
And then...
I found a way to attack the fever I had on Friday to the man I´m fallen in love with.
Now he´s at home, sick and cold. And it´s all my fault. Damn.
Hope he´ll be better soon.
I want to pass a lot of time with him!!!