...is what I am doing right now. With Mr Ayak that is.
He arrived home safely. He wasn't in the mood to talk. He tried to sleep but that didn't work. He sat quietly for a while and then he started to talk about his next business idea. I'm already aware of it anyway because we looked at small shops for rent in Milas last week. He has a friend who asked him months ago whether he wanted to go into business with him, but the Hamam was already up and running.
I'd like him to slow down a bit...give himself chance to clear his head. But I guess for him it's a bit like falling off a horse and needing to get back on again as soon as possible.
He contacted the friend and went into Milas to see him this evening. I'm treading carefully because I'm worried that if he rushes into something else so quickly, it may fail and he will be even more depressed than he is now....so I'm not really saying much...just letting him talk.
We used to call it manic depression when I worked in the mental health field. Nowadays it's called Bi-polar Disorder. I'm pretty certain he is heading in this directon. One minute he is down, the next he is frantically dashing around or talking so fast he doesn't stop for breath.
It's now almost 2.30am. He's still in the sitting room on his laptop. He can't wind down. And because he can't...I can't.
He had words with the General Manager at the hotel today. He told him straight that if he was able to earn money he would pay him...but at this point in time it was impossible. The GM said he would take him to court...Mr A said go ahead. What else can you say? You can't get blood out of a stone!
So I think he is intending to go back to the Hamam tomorrow and stick it out as long as possible, and presumably at the same time try to get this new business off the ground.
It would be so much more beneficial for Mr A if he could just take some time off, to relax and start again when he is ready. But he knows he has to earn money...we have to live...so he'll just keep going.