So therefore
Last week I had the rise.
Friday night I saw the Verona Philharmonic The Marriage of Figaro. Goose bumps and emotion. Finally, both on one side of the stage. Emotions to no end. A dream come true ...
Saturday evening dinner, various incazzature, annoyance annoyance annoyance.
Sunday with the CRI, Chicco, the Beless, Andrea sickly gray-green and Japanese sweets.
This evening I rest ... I watch movies and TV shows to your PC and laugh and I'm fine.
I think the furnishings of that small space that will be my home. Small but mine.
I think about my wonderful work. In fact I can not have both ways and I'll have to give up, even if not immediately. I think it could be one of those things you regret all his life.
This strikes me a certain fear and desire (the usual) to escape.
The only awareness is that no one can help me with this. And to think that once the certainty of stability of the things appalled me ... Now the idea of changing boh ... Luckily I do not have it now.
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