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
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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 ...
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