I thought the other day while I was walking alone in the Quays: how much say goodbye to people, ideas, your dreams?
cost much, cost too much ...
when I was a child I saw people of 25-30 years as large, "old," often fantasized about how I would be at that age ... Today I have one of those are completely persone.e different from how I imagined.
lately I feel a little looser, for the results: the closed shop, contrattucoli time in Italy, the work of hunting in Ireland, no satisfactory romantic relationship ... I said goodbye to a lot of dreams came in the wrong time and impossible to recover ... I feel unfulfilled.
'm trying to stay afloat, but when I win the Olympics in the 400 freestyle.
ke instead there are people I admire: an entrepreneur at 21 years, I always give the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing a tough, one that has never afraid to start over (the KE is partly true ... but the need always be strong, make me give up my automatically be fragile), a neanke Barbaropoli, where they speak English a contradiction.
but stanca.come Francesco Tricarico says "I want a quiet life-la-la." The sound I really want a bit of normality, though normal in my case we can talk. :-)
I want a hug, a caress, but here ... "you can not."
here, I just noticed how sad I am post ... they are right to say they are heavy ... ke (vabbeh, but I will mood) ....
damn, tomorrow will post of my trip to Cork.
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