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Unfinished projects

Present (03/06/2019)

I often wonder if I am the only person that starts a new project and rarely finishes it. This is the stage where I am struggling to move forward with this particular one. A part of me wants to scrap this pages and move forward while the remaining me screams that this story cannot go untold. Right now, sitting down in the office, stuck in another project that seems to be miserably failing I ask myself what do I want to work on and the answer seems ever more blurry than before.

She was a big part of my life but truth is that I have now found a new love as pure and honest as you would want it to be. We often think that drama is the real romance, I choose to blame cinema screens for that. With this said, I am realising now that although exciting and romantic is far from real.

Nadia was the promise of an unhealthy obsession of mine: the perfect painful romance for a cinema night with ice cream and tears turned into reality.

Past (10th June 2016)

The time was starting to be a pressing matter and I had no tickets or hotel reservations on my email. We were supposed to meet in Spain and although there is no more than three hours in a plain, this seemed to be far from a tangible reality.

- What's going on? We need to sort this holiday's babe.

- I know, I was thinking on going to UK to visit you instead. Everyone says that the course is intense, but I am sure that I can spare two days and study harder to compensate.

- Are you sure? It does not seem an ideal solution if you ask me. Would not be easier for me to meet you there?

- Well yes, but do you see how busy I am? I did not even book things for me.

- Why don't you ask your assistant? You ask her for everything anyway.

- Because I have been with no time. Don't you think that after 18 hours work I deserve one hour lying in bed before coming back. I thought you would understand and value that I am taking this time to speak with you. Rather than speak to my assistant. After all, I could be sleeping.

- You do not need to speak like this to me, you know. I am trying to help... You are just being an asshole right now...

- Right.. I am too tired and have no strength for this. Will speak to you later when you do not want to fight with me or just remind me that I have things to do rather than relax after a 18 hours shift and having one kid dying in my arms.

- Babe.. I did not know that. Come on now... Talk to me... I am here...

- Seriously... I am going to try to sleep for one hour. Speak to you later on... Enjoy your Saturday, at least someone can do that.

Past (11th June 2016)

- Good morning babe, how was the night in the hospital? Did it get quite?

- Good morning babe, not really. This weekend will be insane. With summer and holidays starting, it always gets chaotic. Thankfully, Sandra (the assistant) is taking care of all paperwork and re-arranging my patient's appointments.

- That is good. How is everything else?

- Great. Catarina keeps bothering me to move her to my team. She says that the intern she is with does not teach them. I will not blame her, the guy kills more people that the ones he save.

- So why don't you take her on board?

- Because is not fair for others. In addition, I am too busy to take in another intern, but you know how she is. She simply do not know when to stop.

- I am sure she will not give up. She never does haha

- She is lucky she is hot or otherwise I would not have the patience... Although she knows how to beg... I will give her that!

- As if you wouldn't enjoy every second of it...The power of saying no as well as ordering her around does not come as torture to you...

- What can I say, a women is not made of iron.

- Well, that is quite obvious my pervert. You are lucky I love you this much; otherwise, you would be in trouble.

- That is because you know she is fun, but you are my women, you are the only one I love. You know that don't you babe?

- Of course I do. Come on now, go save lifes and tease that sexy intern just enough to make you come back to me horny, dying to fuck me really hard. I might even dress up and dance for you while you laydown tonight in your bed, surround by your team.

- O...m...G... Please do not babe, you know how much that kills me.

- Why is that? Don't like my body any more? (Angel smile) Is it my belly? Or is it my Ass maybe? Don't you want to push me towards you with both of your hands in my ass, giving me your neck to kiss while my hands move around your body, eager to feel every inch of you?

(Picture sent in black lacy body, dark red lipstick, laying down in bed with one hand in between my legs)

- Well, I suppose I can play with myself if you do not want me anymore.

- Stop it now, I won't be able to even think after this and you better wait for me. You are mine and you are not allowed to touch yourself. Do not even dare thinking about it, do you ear me?

- Hum, I almost want to do it just to see what would you do.

- Grrr women, I have to go, I really have to... I hate you!

Yes, you are probably right. This touches insanity. One day we fight, the next everything is alright. 

Humans tend to create their own mechanisms to avoid speaking about what makes them uncomfortable. We SUCK. Nadia was simply a master at that. I suppose that much like me, she was a pro in unfinished projects, except that in this case I was the project.