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This is not mine, I found writing on the wall of the library of Sarzana, and since it seemed very nice ...

You took the train

did you get it in full.

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anxiety of always being late, the fear of not succeeding, would not make it good, doubt that he had put too much on the table, he had miscalculated the anger ... in fact not have calculated all that would happen, or maybe not being able to make at least some order ... the questions and answers that are not there, and solitude during the worst and the best company ... total and absolute need to do it alone, to face it alone, to show me and only me ... the pleasure and joy that you understand they can do, and the safety and tired ... tired but satisfied.

and talk and laugh, even if others do not fully understand, and can not understand it, because I did not I wanted to give the key, because I only wanted to have the reins and just me the solution, the moral of the story and its conclusions, because the story was
teaching just for me ... I was the only student of that history.

and the library of Alexandria and breakfast, and the movies, and madness, and mentoring and tutoring, and Igor ... I hate that, and teachers, and chat, and phone, and Antonella and Rita was the only way I could know them and I am happy, and I was the only way I discovered a little bit ... and I'm happy, and Francesca rained from the sky, and her companions, and lost his wallet and restituitomi, and examinations that are never predictable (!), theater and concerts, and testedatagliare, and those who are always in the background , of presence and absence ... and the companion of adventures, the advances of the insane in the library, and the Spartan drink beer and chips in a bag on the ground in San Lorenzo, and telepathy, and ice cream courtesy, and marco and co., the beach of Ostia, and Palermo, and their souls disappear but always present and fundamental ...


until the last second in July 2008 this only brings news, people, events, news ... case (?).
not find the words and I can not find the order this month to describe the complexity and emotional impact that can rival that of a year ... one year I have grown old in a single month.
happened to me all I have right to the stress of two jobs at times become unmanageable with the exam preparation, I asked the thesis, I kept my nerves ... almost always ... I've come up, I lived in your belly and head ... I listened and talked, perhaps too much ... but I have to decide whether to accept my faults and strive to ... I'd rather fix the second, but I reckon I'll end with the resignation of myself and my deep, abysmal and at times unbearable imperfection.

chaos this month could generate only dancing stars ... and maybe he did.

something I experienced, I think, in all its various facets: the depths of human loneliness.
than you and no one except you can understand the desperation of the moment, the despair of staff misunderstanding ...
perhaps none other than an analyst, but I would not end up like the characters from the films of Woody Allen or Ally McBeal preliminary matter that "My analyst says," to each statement.
so I like to think that only we are the keys to ourselves, and those capable of knowing how to pull out from the abyss that we have inside.
not deny that sometimes I was afraid, like when Pascal saw the sky and was scared for his infinity ... here I was impressed by the infinity of the soul and psyche.
scare me the things I do not see the end, and at various times not seen her ...

but never mind, we are made like this ... and everything is over, thank God!
even this month, because the sublime, that was the case ended.
closing this month it would take just a rite of passage, a new year ...
and there will be:
the last day of the month it will start in Italy and conclude in paris ...
most of this rite of passage!
air exchange and nation and feelings.
enough: melancholy weariness and fear.
henceforth only: security, happiness, and strength!
(maybe)

would like to thank individually all the people who unknowingly have been fundamental, but a little ashamed, a little fear that they will not understand my gratitude, because most of the time I found myself at my side ... well , is the usual story of the Ignorant Fairies ...


was more difficult to knock out a report this month that the whole emotional past year ... from now on, all downhill!