a child at times I hoped to feel sad and hurt just to feel alive.
What nonsense.
Instead of living, I wanted something that would make me feel alive.
Anything, even ugly. A life
instilled. So used by film and advertising, to think that feelings are to be condensed and dense every second of our lives, not to recognize all the things around me.
Drops of life, as if only the big events were really worthy of note and the rest was just "volume". Why
"everyday life" has become synonymous with "boredom"?
What I have is what I built, the sum of my choices, my actions, my relationships. And I love to cuddle
damn things and people around me.
Although, obviously, in my own way, a little bear.
Of course, I want more.
What I have is no longer a world to delete, but the basis on which to build.
This means that I've aged? I do not know, but certainly I no longer think, as kid, want to die earlier than forty years.
Not to fear, but because I have too many things yet to learn, to do.
Happy is he who dies could say "I lived, I did what I was born for."
Thursday night dinner with my old colleagues.
It 'nice to see that the agreement has not been lost, it's nice to see that there is still found
E', however, more worrying to see that certain situations never change and that some people are still "bigwigs" and actually convoluted.
In any case, Old Brewery Peroni we will meet ... ah, if we meet again!
ps: top wustel white! But how the heck are they called? And
cerveland with beans all'ucelletto I soon find themselves in their presence.
What nonsense.
Instead of living, I wanted something that would make me feel alive.
Anything, even ugly. A life
instilled. So used by film and advertising, to think that feelings are to be condensed and dense every second of our lives, not to recognize all the things around me.
Drops of life, as if only the big events were really worthy of note and the rest was just "volume". Why
"everyday life" has become synonymous with "boredom"?
What I have is what I built, the sum of my choices, my actions, my relationships. And I love to cuddle
damn things and people around me.
Although, obviously, in my own way, a little bear.
Of course, I want more.
What I have is no longer a world to delete, but the basis on which to build.
This means that I've aged? I do not know, but certainly I no longer think, as kid, want to die earlier than forty years.
Not to fear, but because I have too many things yet to learn, to do.
Happy is he who dies could say "I lived, I did what I was born for."
Thursday night dinner with my old colleagues.
It 'nice to see that the agreement has not been lost, it's nice to see that there is still found
E', however, more worrying to see that certain situations never change and that some people are still "bigwigs" and actually convoluted.
In any case, Old Brewery Peroni we will meet ... ah, if we meet again!
ps: top wustel white! But how the heck are they called? And
cerveland with beans all'ucelletto I soon find themselves in their presence.
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