Friday, December 4, 2009

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therapy of words ...


Sometimes I think that the fragility of people have in him a devastating force. A fragile person has in itself a very strong power: disarm, does not put others in awe! It is extraordinary how the extremes of strength and weakness are actually so close ... I think too?

Because of fever for several days forcing me to stay at home, yesterday, by chance, I saw the pictures of Mom when she was a girl ... Well, what can I say? I love the beauty of her smile. A true smile, sincere, full of life, the same smile that, unfortunately, over the years I have seen less and less ... And then I think you could be doing more photos, so maybe the issue would have understood that it was not the case so little to smile often, maybe he would even care if my father had left
... Who knows, maybe now my turn to give her a smile, maybe the one that took the lives ridarglielo I can in terms of satisfaction. If I will realize, once and for all, as a man, as husband, father, you will understand that it did not live in vain ... My victory will continue to take, so as I'm a happy person and everything else. If only I knew how the hell can you be truly happy ...

It's strange, but a little while ago, I smoked a cigarette while looking out the window, I experienced a pleasant feeling of lightness ... not that I understood something so often, then consider (especially in the latter period) an exceptional event! I do not know why, but looking at the world out there gives me peace ... I think everyone is out there do not know what to do: those who work, those who cry, those who suffer, those who love, and I will at this moment I do not feel part of this "everything". Today I'm looking at the world from the window, like in the movies, but in this case the "decide" the plot that I "want to see."
I think the world goes on, that life goes on, and I think nobody will take it today if I'm not going to be part of this wonderful journey! I need a bit of hanging 'on my own, what can I say? That's how I have done: sometimes I really need! Every so often I like to get off the bus and sit on a bench, alone, to reflect on what happens to me, about myself. It 's a bit like putting in place the pieces of a puzzle, you know?

Sometimes when I write, I feel I speak with a psychologist, and the strange thing (to me extraordinary) is that mine is not a mere "talk the walls, but rather a real dialogue, with questions and answers. So the question that comes to my head is: "I have inside me that I can split into two separate and distinct, or is it that for every question I ask I already know the answer??" I must admit that, as I am fascinated by the first hypothesis, I hope it's the second one that corresponds to reality, for obvious reasons! Only the split personality ... it would take me;)
Joking aside, the truth is that the answers that I do for now I do not like. It is probably because they relate to my life ... The fact is that in recent months, I seems that everything goes in reverse! I decided (after thinking about it a lot ...) to direct my life in some tracks and then all of a sudden it disappeared, almost overnight, and now it is so difficult ...
Tonight I saw the movie "Do not move." This is the second time I see it, the first was five years ago. This story has an incredible effect on me: it is a story that gets inside you and curse ... makes it even more difficult!

This year, during the Christmas holidays I'd like to start somewhere. Alone. I need to isolate myself from everything and everyone. Just for a bit '. Just enough time to find myself ... this time hopefully permanently! In reality, a place where I would go there, just do not know if it is feasible. Dunno, we'll see. I hope there anyway ...

Trailers For Sale Ontario

therapy of words ...


Sometimes I think that the fragility of people have in him a devastating force. A fragile person has in itself a very strong power: disarm, does not put others in awe! It is extraordinary how the extremes of strength and weakness are actually so close ... I think too?

Because of fever for several days forcing me to stay at home, yesterday, by chance, I saw the pictures of Mom when she was a girl ... Well, what can I say? I love the beauty of her smile. A true smile, sincere, full of life, the same smile that, unfortunately, over the years I have seen less and less ... And then I think you could be doing more photos, so maybe the issue would have understood that it was not the case so little to smile often, maybe he would even care if my father had left
... Who knows, maybe now my turn to give her a smile, maybe the one that took the lives ridarglielo I can in terms of satisfaction. If I will realize, once and for all, as a man, as husband, father, you will understand that it did not live in vain ... My victory will continue to take, so as I'm a happy person and everything else. If only I knew how the hell can you be truly happy ...

It's strange, but a little while ago, I smoked a cigarette while looking out the window, I experienced a pleasant feeling of lightness ... not that I understood something so often, then consider (especially in the latter period) an exceptional event! I do not know why, but looking at the world out there gives me peace ... I think everyone is out there do not know what to do: those who work, those who cry, those who suffer, those who love, and I will at this moment I do not feel part of this "everything". Today I'm looking at the world from the window, like in the movies, but in this case the "decide" the plot that I "want to see."
I think the world goes on, that life goes on, and I think nobody will take it today if I'm not going to be part of this wonderful journey! I need a bit of hanging 'on my own, what can I say? That's how I have done: sometimes I really need! Every so often I like to get off the bus and sit on a bench, alone, to reflect on what happens to me, about myself. It 's a bit like putting in place the pieces of a puzzle, you know?

Sometimes when I write, I feel I speak with a psychologist, and the strange thing (to me extraordinary) is that mine is not a mere "talk the walls, but rather a real dialogue, with questions and answers. So the question that comes to my head is: "I have inside me that I can split into two separate and distinct, or is it that for every question I ask I already know the answer??" I must admit that, as I am fascinated by the first hypothesis, I hope it's the second one that corresponds to reality, for obvious reasons! Only the split personality ... it would take me;)
Joking aside, the truth is that the answers that I do for now I do not like. It is probably because they relate to my life ... The fact is that in recent months, I seems that everything goes in reverse! I decided (after thinking about it a lot ...) to direct my life in some tracks and then all of a sudden it disappeared, almost overnight, and now it is so difficult ...
Tonight I saw the movie "Do not move." This is the second time I see it, the first was five years ago. This story has an incredible effect on me: it is a story that gets inside you and curse ... makes it even more difficult!

This year, during the Christmas holidays I'd like to start somewhere. Alone. I need to isolate myself from everything and everyone. Just for a bit '. Just enough time to find myself ... this time hopefully permanently! In reality, a place where I would go there, just do not know if it is feasible. Dunno, we'll see. I hope there anyway ...