there are areas in my life remains similar to the rooms of a building too large, that an owner deprived of waiver to occupy the entire ... If life was just one day, sunrise to sunset, I'm afraid that I would have thrown away many lives now, worse than the cats ... All those days spent staring at my shadow, to count the steps at the station to respond with a simple gesture of the head, to feel guilty and alone in front of the mirror, to live with every new indifference Every party, every smile ... Now empty, having been chasing the wind, which took away all hope, all expectations, leaving in place only frost and nostalgia ... It was as if I had a score to settle, like in the movies when the ghost can not leave until it has been resolved ... I have FATTO.Non I saw, not felt, but always felt in my throat the Gordian knot of all remorse, sense of guilt, because every, every, "and if "... I knew that, though the Negassi, inside me it was not over: I knew / feared / hoped that the story would have surfaced sooner or later, I was still involved ... But I definitely would have even killed, by deleting the minimum estimate that I had of myself and my abilities ... There was the pending account: no one could see, even I, but the suffering I had inflicted real stupid ... And only in my dreams I still believed that everything would be spent alone ... The dream of reason produces monsters ... I woke up, and just one message: the node has melted, exploded violently, smashing my anger, my disappointment, my wounded pride ....
Now the head does not weigh more on the shoulders, I can walk proud and firm: no I feel more at ease, I fear surprise encounter, umilianti.Posso stay calm and satisfied smiles on the couch, drinking hot Ciobar, waiting in front of the fire that 's winter steps ...
Blogs I returned, as promised ... and today I took 29 to anatomy II !!!... Au revoir ...
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