This week, 34 years ago, we got the Velvet Revolution. Back then, I was just 10 years old boy. I still cannot believe how our society has changed. How we are living a different life. After the Revolution, our main topic was getting a job and paying our expenses. We struggled to define ourselves outside of former communists and personas looking to get rich fast. That makes me feel like we need another 30+ years to find a place to stand. What we are and where are we going?

I need to look deeper into this – I see it every day on the streets. We kind of lost politeness to each other. You go on a walk, and you need to be afraid of being hit by a car on a pedestrian crossing. We are not smiling. You walk the streets and see it – our society is stacked into ourselves. I am still procrastinating to do something about it.

This long weekend, I used to enjoy a time with a book. This time, it was written by Matthew Perry. It hit me hard. I cannot thank enough our grammar school director for making us attend so many discussions with drug addicts. I was worried about that all my school time, and thankfully, I avoided any substance use at all. But the story of Matt touched me, maybe more than I want to admit.