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As been a while without posting anything on this pages. Perhaps cause anything was having a relative interest in my life for a while. The whole story is about things that happen for no reasons. When you just from spending nice moments with a person, you start to build a good relationship, but you don't understand the nature. I'm not talking about love, I'm talking about love yes, but also different things. That post is probably going to be a ode to the word "Words". To the talks... It means reconciliation, salvation, finding yourself and trying hard everyday to get, ..lets say a new word.. to yourself. We've been to a birthday couple of days ago and what I discover was the word "Reconciliation" and in that occasion... "Dinner" as well, which could sound a bit awkward but actually was beautiful having a dinner altogether as nothing of all we passed through the past months happened. I mean, that was a great mom...

I'm feeling it in the air. My life is changing. Has changed and it is keep doing it. I had passed my english exam and I took my IELTS. I actually have and have accepted a unconditional offer from a university. And I'm gonna study. If everything is going in the right way I'm gonna be doing what I really want to do. Being an artist. Being an artist in any shape. London is such a great city and I can't stop to remember this to myself. All the music, all the people everybody gives inspirations. You can do whatever you want. You can be whoever you wish to be. Just keep mind of who is your real personality. I've been watching couples loving each others. I've been  pretending to be one of those, doing wrong. But everything will be sort out. And you will find again and again yourself. A friend once told me ( and that looks like the kind of things that you will always remember ) "that's the city where you can find yourself". And I've promised to me ...

Here we are with a new path of life ready to start. People have left and the things are really sad, the ones who are still here are just trying to be happy without thinking about the time that we spent all together. Some of us need to change home, so they're packing and moving around, I'm still in my place where I have my things, my cat , where I had the lovely times that I had when everybody where around. But is just something new. Something that probably will be my new life, but I'll never forget about the past all the nice people I used to have around me, how we met, how we start partying, how we start having fun, conversation. A group of people that step by step has became friends enough to make a simple night at home in front of some italian dishes worth something. All the memories I have of those three months is the kind of thing that I don't really want to loose , I will see my friends again, I will talk to them and say how beautiful it was all of that. tha...

The will to say anything. The need to shut. I must don't forget that this is a public blog and that I cannot write whatever bullshit I'd like to. I'd like to talk about the people, about any kind of people, about the ones in the streets, the ones with who I work with, the ones are taking piss of me and I don't understand why. The ones that are far but I never forget, the ones that need someone who might take look after them. I was in the tube with a colleague and I could not took my eyes off from an apparently old lady who was reading a Holy Bible and writing notes on it. I turned to my friend and I said him without stop looking at her " I cannot stop to look at her" and he said "Yeah, I cannot too". My feelings were really confused. I don't know what I was feeling, but was something from the inside that was impossible to keep under control.. Then..? Many people keep being rude between each others. And I still cannot understand that. Ho...

I don't know how I am supposed to feel but all the time since I started to read books when I finish one is like something really little changes in me, feelings, way to act, points of view. Perhaps some changes are temporary, actually most of them are, but some are permanent and It doesn't need to be explained is just something which is brought out from yourself, you cannot deal with that, not at all, It doesn't hurt, it doesn't make you feel better or worst, it just changes. Charlie has changed me. And I feel it, like when you are in summer at the seaside and you just let floating yourself in the sea and suddenly a tall wave come to slip away your trips and making you swallow liters of water. If I had to describe it I'd definitely do in this way. When you're reading about someone who seems exactly passing through what you're passing in or you passed is always rather shocking than whatever else someone's story could be told you since those things are ...

This month I've finally been in Italy. Really good times there and even though were just a few days I've found the way to enjoy as much as I could. My family is getting larger I met my new nephew Filippo and I had such a nice moments with my sister and the other little boy. Hope days like these will come with more frequency. I'm really sorry cause I couldn't see all the people I wanted to, but they were just 4 days and is such a big thing divide the time between all of them.. When I left Italy to come back I brought with me my childhood's friend Mary whose travel in London was her first. Staying, living together is such a big opportunity to have back the everything which we lost in these years.. And when after a week she left.. oh what a strange feeling! One week are seven days, several hours and several minutes. We might be able to count them, but in our mind they could be passed fastly or slowly. It depends by how much we enjoyed these moments and I guess we di...