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Me lo ricordo ancora quando lavoravo da Strada e la conobbi prendeva sempre quel piatto di pasta al pomodoro e nella sua semplicità c’era sempre qualcosa di sbagliato - doveva cucinarglielo sempre Alfonsino o al massimo Oleg e se non erano loro se ne rendeva conto subito. È sempre stato un testardo! Ma è quello che mi ha fatto avvicinare a lei, quando passava in ristorante era una gioia potermi sedere con lei e sentire le sue storie, quel periodo era oro. Mi ha sempre trattato con immenso rispetto ed io uguale, ho sempre fatto fatica a darle del tu. Lei mi ha insegnato cos’è l’amore anche se di figli non ne ha, lei mi ha insegnato ad apprezzare il vino ed il Piemonte. Lei che di tornare a Torino non me ne hai mai parlato, ma che per il suo papà aveva un’adorazione. E lo sentivo. Ci siamo visti poco, ma sentiti sempre. Quando ero via, mandarle un messaggio con le foto di dove fossi era un pochino come farle vivere le mie storie. E la gioia più grande è stata poterle raccontare del ...

I always had a word ready for my friends but when are you, talking to me from your age... I feel so inexperienced and unable to say anything to make you feel better, I’m telling you the stories from my family, my parents in Portugal, my little sister crashing her car and I love how surprised you look at me “She drives already?!” , little but not so little - I say - she’s 21 this year. I feel like time stops looking at you in this bed, unable to breathe properly, fatiguing so much to spill word after word. Smell like death and hospital around us, but you manage to keep a decent aspect being the same person I’d spend afternoons with smoking cigarettes and drinking Italian wine. You still joke about things; when the nurse asks you if she can measure your blood pressure you go “What would you not do for a lady” in your clean and perfect Italian. I always appreciate talking to you, hearing about your stories at the casino, about your beloved sword, about the martial arts. I appreciate you,...

This summer was the best I’ve definitely ever had since I moved to London. Weather has been warm the whole time, I can’t even describe the feeling! Wanting to stay out, meeting up with friends, feeling like is never time to go home (however you really know it is the time), going for runs at the nearest park at sunset. People says that was the best summer ever...full stop! Now, apparently August is sweeping everything away with it, but also bearing time for vacation for me, in fact in about a week I'm finally leaving ! But this is another post :) ! ...During the summer I’ve come across Murakami’s book Norwegian woods. He was already known to me, I remember last year in Sydney I bought a copy for a friend of mine that was turning 40. I loved the idea of buying to her a really beautiful and well written book and doing my research I "met" Murakami. Since then I’ve always wanted to read that book and finally a few weeks back I was with my boyfriend in central London, ...

I remember before the advent of an accessible internet for all, how easy it was just to write any thought black on the white and post it on the MSN blog. How fun it was to spend hours and hours looking for animated glitter [silly] gifs, how much I wanted my blog to show myself as a person I really was not. How much I was literally dying to have that punk, gothic, emo style, because it did a lot "difference" to be and feel different. How little I did care about who read it and when. And when casually, through that blog, you virtually met people, that you start calling friends, whom you still have, but you will probably never see. Right now? How complicated it is to get back in the game after 10 years and start to say something beautiful and publish it for the sake of leaving a legacy, having something written and just simply making a point in the world in such a way you never have to turn your back on what you say and write. Many years have passed, but the person you were...

When do you finally realise when you reach a good peak of happiness? There are many things. When you look at yourself backwards and you ask to that person what (thanks God ) happened to her that has changed. The answer its easy. People are receiving weird treating that sometimes they think don't deserve. They ask what they have done to be treated like that. I love people. I've always been in love with. I can't think to be bad with someone even though sometimes I could have my reason, but I've just chosen to be like that and I feel it. I believe that "what goes around comes around" so if you do good you will receive. I've always felt like letting new people coming into my life would be try to change some others who have been. I understood that I can keep people in my life as the way they are, for what they are important for me, still keep going with the life. I was at work yesterday and I've asked to two of my customers what they were celebrating...

Summer is going good so far.. we can start to forget about the nice summer that we had last year and start to think about better autumns. The weather doesn't look to give any signs of changing and outside seems like we are not going to wear tshirts any longer. I don't think I talked a lot about my new job at the restaurant, which for what I'm studying is just perfect because gives me lot of free time. A started to work in Strada at the Brunswick centre just a few minutes from Russell square station.  At the begin was such a struggle and I was really confused about everything, when was not busy I was to try to get all the things that I needed to know. I know, probably most of the people thinks that is just "being waitress" (but a part from that which is totally true), is something as well psychologic regarding helping the people to make them feel comfortable and let them buy anything you suggest or you just upsell.  I met so many nice people and comparing ...

As soon as I received the score from the University my summer has started! I was really happy cause I passed all my subjects without needed to go back to them afterwards! I'm now just enjoying my free time, with my friends and my boy who really does take care about me and for whom I'm saying thanks to whoever is up there. I'm having people around that fascinate me and makes me feel like taking pictures of them and trying to don't forget their faces and smile.  I'm going around with still the same friends as before, but we can feel that something has changed is not as before. It is more " True " is something more connected then before and something that I'm really enjoying every single time.  On Sunday we were wondering around what to do when we ended up in the park in Vauxhall that was crowded of people cause a Gay Black Parade going on. Was to me actually really nice look at all those people celebrating,... who was high, w...

"Where do you live?" "Anywhere" That's thr obvious answer I've got everytime somebody's asking me. I don't have bed, I don't have room, I don't have a proper space to leave my stuff. He, my friend, yesterday told me. "You miss your space, the time to put your music on, the time to reach your greatest creativity in ur own thoughts" "Right." But what shall I do ? If my heart and my mind don't have any time to rest and being quiet. I just follow my feelings, ending every time perhpas under the same roof. But in a different space. If I think that this one is the closest way to have a relationship.. I'm wrong. And I know that. Can I do something about ? Do I need a doctor ? Or medicine ? Trying ur best to be strong, to let understand people that you don't mind. That it could be in that way cause for you is fine. Having thousands of questions that none understand. Being ignored everytime you try to talk about ...