I would have never believed that watching "Asterix at the Olimpiads" would have remembered me about beautiful times, but that's it.
I woke up late, as usual in these days "after", and laid down on the sofa (I went from laying in the bed to laying in the sofa, I'm so active!) turning on the TV. I found out that this masterpiece of french movie's industry was aired and thought of past times were recalled by my mind.
Images of a year ago. Seems a long time but I feel like it was yesterday. And it's not helping.

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