a meeting

Today I talked to Fransy again; it had nearly been two week since I had last seen her, so it was about time. I texted her Monday and got a voicemail back that sounded pretty desperate. She has financial problems and even more trouble with her thesis than I. Luckily for her she had some good news yesterday and it looks like she has found a job. It pays €3 less than at her previous job, but in these times of economic crises it is at least something. Whether she will be continuing with her thesis (or actually starting) remains to be seen. It felt good catching up with her. I think I can empathise and I feel that we can pull each other out of depressions. We are linked, which also means that we can pull each other into a depression. I have to be careful there