The Bataclan theater attack was among the worst. Almost 100 people from different countries were killed.
It's not easy seeing people die in front of your eyes. It's really not. It's not easy to walk out of the theater (after what seemed like an eternity) all covered in other people's blood, with a bullet into the chest and a half working brain (I was almost unconscious).
But life goes on, guys. Life goes on. I don't take this seriously. No. I try not to. I'm still alive, maybe shocked, but I still have a life to LIVE. I have dreams to achieve. I don't have time to root in sad memories. I don't wanna live in the past.
For those who witnessed it: Life goes on, dude. LIFE GOES ON. MOVE ON.
I will still go to concerts, spend the weekend in Paris, and go out for a drink on Friday's.
And that 40 minutes concert was great, just saying. The Eagles were just great.
And please, pray for my sweetheart GingerAndy
Her case is a little bit special. She needs your prayers.
A la prochaine.
