...it was just an ordinary Monday, slowly washing away those sweet weekend memories and the hangover headache - both caused by the young intern chick and the old Johnnie...
Jane just "gently" kicked my office door, insanely shouting:
- "That is it! I am flying to Kathmandu today!"
- "Kathma what?" - I asked the haunted creature
- "Kathmandu sweetheart, ... Kath-man-du - some sort of DC but in Nepal.
- "Argh... Nepal... And what is so special in "Kath-man-du"?
- "I will shoot my make up tutorial for Steemit, but in Kathmandu... Oh God, this gonna be huge!"
- "You need the corporate card?" - I asked
- "Nope, I am flying on SBD" - She winked at me...
***
I open my grandfather's black notebook at random page, and there it is:
“Whether you think you are a Whale, or a Plancton
-you're right.”
