The end is near? The end of what?
In Greece after being unemployed for 2 years, the “end” is a relative concept.
Thank god, being a designer, gives me the ability to freelance jobs, and with the help of my wife, survive the hell.
But the end is not just near. The end is here. The end of security, the end of “being one of the Europeans”. This was just a fake dream.
Now, we must overcome all the hard stuff, and became again the Greeks, we once were.
All we have to do is get out of the comfort of our “safe” lifes. Safe, is not safe anymore. It’s the end of the world, as we know it, and you know what? I Just feel fine…