It is sweet to shipwreck in this sea ... You know when things go wrong, and you can hold a hand and then it starts another that goes even more wrong and then again in a continuous cycle that seems to end just never ...
Here, I feel so ... From an objective point of view everything is almost smooth, but I have this feeling of malaise that permeates malmostosità sunny days in Turin.
The House is preparing to be changed from within;
me as well, but prepare for the unknown is hard ...
My work always groping for fifteen days in a fortnight;
I do not think is correct treat people well, and my gastritis think so!
One good thing happened, for some eight days, and fortunately continues to brighten my day every time I think:
On Easter Monday, returning to Turin by train, I sat in front of the university professor that I has more distressed, made me cry more, I was afraid to give up more ...
and I discovered that a person like all the others, as impressive as the others, as fascinating as the others.
told me that every time you (re) preparing for an exam with him, that he is a human being, with its problems with its Paturnie, for his habits ... that eats and shits and suffers like all ... but then it was not enough to demystify, to make it easier to deal with.
Monday instead served: we chatted pleasantly of the past, present and eternal:
I found that still has my written work (not mine in particular, but everyone from a certain vote up:), I explained briefly as an army in my profession as a psychologist working in an office of consultants (he has understood my nickname and has no depth as do other much more indelicate), we discussed the books, thought and knowledge ...
got off the train I was 30 and a praise on the heart ...
ps figure you see below is a creation of a dear friend, Gino Bicco, versatile artist, entertainer of the mouse, hawk's eye on reality ...
wallow in his graphic world
... you will be dreaming up a sea of \u200b\u200bPuglia!
