Mallorca 2009 At last I'm back here, I have a feeling I was away all those months ago, however I did not go anywhere, but I was absent too much. And though I never left at all, I wonder how is the return of someone who never left?
was 4 months without making one of the things I like ... writing.
Anyway life is spinning freely, and I love that. But everything happens so fast I get dizzy just thinking about it, especially when one has the feeling of not stopping, not knowing that and not keep looking.
No, these months have not been to Africa or just traveling, but despite it left me memories ...
remember the protests by Bologna in college, I remember that different is living at home with more people, I remember climbing with friends, drinking with friends and laugh a few times and mourn but with other friends. And I remember one day, returning to the airport as almost every Wednesday of these months ago, but it rained and did so with enthusiasm, too much traffic and was moving so slowly that hardly without realizing it, I noticed the cars and I had about ... look everyone will like every morning to work another day. Suddenly I looked through the glass and let's see, it rained so much that you could barely see anything and my mind flew. Suddenly and without control, began to fall and fall when I realized that I was like others, would like every morning to the work I have never seen as definitive but who came every morning. Fell so fast that just when he was about to hit me on the floor I heard the car horn and turned back to reality.
I do not know why but I'm looking for.
