Sunday, November 8, 2009

Adult Concussions More Condition_symptoms

Photos of the past on a cold autumn morning ...


and November, the leaves lying on the streets and the days shorter and shorter greet the arrival of autumn. In the air there is a pleasant smell of damp earth, are now distant days when the heat was a lord and master. The beaches are empty, the waves are bigger and bigger and the breeze, until a few months ago it was only a pleasant and cool breeze from the sea, now threatens to turn into an overflowing storm.
My shoes sink into the sand while slowly along the shore, then I decide to go a bit 'longer sit back and where it is not too wet.
Looking into the distance, there where the sky and sea meet, I Reminisce ... Photos of the past run faster in my head while listening to the waves. I think when I was a child, I thought that some kind of business to go alone to school. In that half hour I needed to get there, I started for the first time to "measure" with the world, to make "alone." I remember that the machines seemed huge (I was pretty nano to seven years) and, sometimes, I had a little ' afraid to cross the street when there was traffic, I fear that I saw, that crushed me. Once you get home, however, FIFA also passed and stopped the beating heart, indeed, I also congratulated myself on the 'business! "
much time has passed since then ... Pictures of birthdays, trips and games ball. I think back to early times when, "oddly," I began to be attracted to women ... Women! The essence of pleasure and torment, the most successful one of the miracles of Our Lord ... I think back to when my father took me to the stadium on Sunday and when Nyssa was playing away and we're leaving soon we always ate in restaurants. I remember before the game I was allowed to stay inside the football field, while the player makes the operations of heating, and sometimes, if I was lucky, I might throw a few kicks a ball.
I was happy in those moments ...
Then came the age of fourteen, and with them the first disappointments of life, the first releases on scooters, and above all the stupid things first! Those typical of adolescence ... And so gradually the fifteen, sixteen and seventeen, until they become adults. The first love in those years, began to materialize, the emotions that you felt were very strong, "too strong" of those that you feel when you are more mature! It 's true that the innocence and irresponsibility makes it easier to surrender to love ... When you're bigger But no! The problems and the dark periods sometimes make us act wrongly, we do commit acts that we never had to do and, worse, harden our hearts ...

Adult Concussions More Condition_symptoms

Photos of the past on a cold autumn morning ...


and November, the leaves lying on the streets and the days shorter and shorter greet the arrival of autumn. In the air there is a pleasant smell of damp earth, are now distant days when the heat was a lord and master. The beaches are empty, the waves are bigger and bigger and the breeze, until a few months ago it was only a pleasant and cool breeze from the sea, now threatens to turn into an overflowing storm.
My shoes sink into the sand while slowly along the shore, then I decide to go a bit 'longer sit back and where it is not too wet.
Looking into the distance, there where the sky and sea meet, I Reminisce ... Photos of the past run faster in my head while listening to the waves. I think when I was a child, I thought that some kind of business to go alone to school. In that half hour I needed to get there, I started for the first time to "measure" with the world, to make "alone." I remember that the machines seemed huge (I was pretty nano to seven years) and, sometimes, I had a little ' afraid to cross the street when there was traffic, I fear that I saw, that crushed me. Once you get home, however, FIFA also passed and stopped the beating heart, indeed, I also congratulated myself on the 'business! "
much time has passed since then ... Pictures of birthdays, trips and games ball. I think back to early times when, "oddly," I began to be attracted to women ... Women! The essence of pleasure and torment, the most successful one of the miracles of Our Lord ... I think back to when my father took me to the stadium on Sunday and when Nyssa was playing away and we're leaving soon we always ate in restaurants. I remember before the game I was allowed to stay inside the football field, while the player makes the operations of heating, and sometimes, if I was lucky, I might throw a few kicks a ball.
I was happy in those moments ...
Then came the age of fourteen, and with them the first disappointments of life, the first releases on scooters, and above all the stupid things first! Those typical of adolescence ... And so gradually the fifteen, sixteen and seventeen, until they become adults. The first love in those years, began to materialize, the emotions that you felt were very strong, "too strong" of those that you feel when you are more mature! It 's true that the innocence and irresponsibility makes it easier to surrender to love ... When you're bigger But no! The problems and the dark periods sometimes make us act wrongly, we do commit acts that we never had to do and, worse, harden our hearts ...

Monday, November 2, 2009

Offwhite Comic Wolves

Without you ...

Some Sometimes I feel like the protagonist of the movie "The Pursuit of Happyness" and I feel so when I want to fight the windmills there is always something that brings me back to the harsh and sad reality, unfortunately. Then I tell myself that what I do is not enough, that can and must do more, although often it is a small consolation ...

Sometimes I wonder what you do, if you make it alone, if you miss ... The answer that I do, however, is not it, on the other hand, this Joseph did not even miss me ... Indeed, to say everything, I'd never met ... I think even you
.
My life in recent days? Well, what can I say? I go to bed early ... I just think to my work and try to improve my situation, even if it is not easy ... Everything is such a mess! I took seriously to work to the thesis and, More importantly, I'm trying not to drink yet. Today there are ten days ... But I'm not going to talk about this. I should rather speak of my long walks, the silence that makes me more afraid, and if I could, I would like to speak to you ... But I can not, I can not. So far back you can not go back: it's too bad that we made, unfortunately ... I would tell you to be happy, to find a nice guy who makes you happy, but I'd be a hypocrite if I did it: the reality is that I crazy thought of you with someone else!

Sometimes I get lonely, I miss you and I seem to go crazy without you, but at the same time, I'm also starting over peaceful sleep: in the latter period, I no longer suffer from insomnia or nightmares. I feel better in fact. And just when it seems to me not to do it, it always happens that someone I do not expect, with a word of comfort or simply with his presence helps me feel better. Once it is Marta, Marco is another, another still my head, I sometimes think that God, through them, trying to tell me something ... Maybe he wants to tell me not to give up, go ahead then I do not know. What I know is that I seriously want to shake off this behavior by loser! This is not what I want from my life. No it is! This morning there is a

Sun fantastic! For some 'I started writing with some regularity and, who knows me well, knows what can be therapeutic for me to not feel more fortunate in that terrible feeling of emptiness that prevented me to externalize my thoughts, tell and tell. Let's just hope it lasts ...

Offwhite Comic Wolves

Without you ...

Some Sometimes I feel like the protagonist of the movie "The Pursuit of Happyness" and I feel so when I want to fight the windmills there is always something that brings me back to the harsh and sad reality, unfortunately. Then I tell myself that what I do is not enough, that can and must do more, although often it is a small consolation ...

Sometimes I wonder what you do, if you make it alone, if you miss ... The answer that I do, however, is not it, on the other hand, this Joseph did not even miss me ... Indeed, to say everything, I'd never met ... I think even you
.
My life in recent days? Well, what can I say? I go to bed early ... I just think to my work and try to improve my situation, even if it is not easy ... Everything is such a mess! I took seriously to work to the thesis and, More importantly, I'm trying not to drink yet. Today there are ten days ... But I'm not going to talk about this. I should rather speak of my long walks, the silence that makes me more afraid, and if I could, I would like to speak to you ... But I can not, I can not. So far back you can not go back: it's too bad that we made, unfortunately ... I would tell you to be happy, to find a nice guy who makes you happy, but I'd be a hypocrite if I did it: the reality is that I crazy thought of you with someone else!

Sometimes I get lonely, I miss you and I seem to go crazy without you, but at the same time, I'm also starting over peaceful sleep: in the latter period, I no longer suffer from insomnia or nightmares. I feel better in fact. And just when it seems to me not to do it, it always happens that someone I do not expect, with a word of comfort or simply with his presence helps me feel better. Once it is Marta, Marco is another, another still my head, I sometimes think that God, through them, trying to tell me something ... Maybe he wants to tell me not to give up, go ahead then I do not know. What I know is that I seriously want to shake off this behavior by loser! This is not what I want from my life. No it is! This morning there is a

Sun fantastic! For some 'I started writing with some regularity and, who knows me well, knows what can be therapeutic for me to not feel more fortunate in that terrible feeling of emptiness that prevented me to externalize my thoughts, tell and tell. Let's just hope it lasts ...