The night has the power to bring forth thoughts of that day could never jump out.
considered so whit to take your sleep.
so last night, sleepless, on rehash of why there is a logic in all our actions.
E 'giugno.ore 12, 5:43 am
The air is fresh.
The most plausible reason for this absence orfeiana you might find in this little journey we're missing.
New york, big apple, the capital of the world ... what will be, what find ...
but no.
is not the city that wakes me.
It 's the reason of my journey.
The reason I feel the need to escape to a place so far,
in mind as the heart.
And 'the brain that claim.
Claim pulses live
claim roads,
places, people.
E 'this is the crux of the matter.
so accustomed to pass forever from our days in complete apathy do not realize that something is disintegrating.
We are beginning to lose the little things without realizing.
In the past it was like taste in passing endless evenings in the company friends,
afternoons to camp out in the shade of a tree in Villa ...
but simply the taste of coffee in the morning, wandering aimlessly
,
Talking ...
Unfortunately the little things lost with the passing of the seasons will become big ...
and we will find ourselves in a sea of \u200b\u200bloneliness ...
life jackets and we'll create the imaginary
seek salvation in frivolous and disinterested persons,
will use the most deadly substances to rise up from the head of each remasuglio reality
become and laughed degrinati of Brianza.
E 'for this reason that takes my sleep.
can not end like this. I do not want
per nessuno.
C'è chi la propria strada l'ha presa...
chi ci sta ancora pensando...
chi oramai si è rassegnato...
e chi,come me, attende 15 giorni...
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