Voltaire for insomnia

I have had for a while difficulties to sleep. Maybe because I now have decided to accept that there is no soul mate for me, but I am still desperately seeking for ways to liberate myself from the obsession of finding one. A soul mate who would, if not agree, be ready to discuss, why or why not Grigori’s and Aksinia’s love story is the most beautiful one in the world. A soul mate who would, if not agree, be ready to discuss why or why not Chagall is the greatest artist of all times. A soul mate, a man, who would make me laugh.

And in the middle of my seeking, I just had to start reading this book about Camus. I still don’t get him but he did get me. Touchée ! I am not free in any ways; I am submitted to my daily routines, I am indeed a sleepwalker. Gosh how I hate men, Camus, and how I love men, Camus…

But I have found a cure for my insomnia. While checking out the program for “Histoire”, I accidentally fell on this link. After 5 minutes I was in deep sleep. You wouldn’t have thought so, Albert, but Voltaire really knocked you out of my head.