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I'm ready to dive I'm not dead

guys do not seem possible. Really. I feel like I just woke up from a hangover right now I have dull to the point of losing sight of what I have planned diligently for a year now: I did not realize it was so late! Today I am leaving, folks, I have a suitcase the size of a heavyweight I gazes from the corner of the room as if to say okay, man, we dance, dance. It 's just a lady who does not want to be left to wait, yet speaks (parla!) with a sergeant from language film. Ticking, the race of the hands of the clock things worse, condemns me to hurry and do not feel that I will not. Because right now I just want to be left alone to enjoy this feeling of surprise, the amazing surprise when you pull yourself out of the wild card from the sleeve. But let's step back. We lived lives easier, often inventing problems absurd to kill time because we were besieged by boredom, so I planned an escape, an escape from this absence of problems that began to itch. I am excited by the idea of \u200b\u200bandarmi to look a bit 'of sound forward, to break a bit' of bridges and lay the foundation for something new. Solo, I had not realized there came a step so . Nice idea to raise the curtains and go to something even groped filed somewhere that you can only imagine, when you know Tomorrow night you'll sleep in your warm bed. A little 'less when you do not know inside (or outside) walls which can sleep next time. What will be the last face you've seen it before. What will be the last language in which you spoke. The exact opposite of predictability, as well as peace of mind, I think. Still, would not be as fun without a lot of unknowns.

were saying, I'll leave, I leave, I'm leaving. For how long? Six months. Where? A place I only know the name of Volos. Well, I know that is the birthplace of De Chirico and the departure of another expedition no less epic than mine, that of Jason and his Argonauts in search the Golden Fleece. Why? There are academic reasons, but I'll leave those to someone that they may be understood, not happen at first ... With you would rather that those reasons right now are making me hyperventilate before the sun rises in the window in front of me. Of boredom, we said. The desire to prove myself? But not only. I wanted to see how the world I've always felt as if it revolved around me if you would manage in the absence of the undersigned. I wanted to make the dress rehearsal of the flight, the real one from home. And, last but not least , I wanted to see if it's true what they say if you walk into a bar and orders a greek greek coffee (which is also at the molecular level indistinguishable the turkish coffee) calling turkish coffee. Oh, and I wanted to put some 'sea between me and this Italy where I feel more and more clandestine, grant me the luxury to mingle for a while' to the crowd of foreigners that now illuminated from all sides to enjoy our country sbertucciare Punchinello as if it was not their problem (and I say illegal because my friend, is no longer just a policy speech, 'Fuck the politics now becomes more of a discourse of dignity, and that ...).
I had imagined so many beautiful things, true, winning by writing a few days ago, when the start was far enough not to be touched. Would probably also played best. But the urgency of the moment, need to share with you once again of what I'm splashing in the head I have forgotten all. I finished the last post you were to confess that I missed, I had no hope to get involved in everything that pulsed just as strong among all the banality of every day. But now I want you I miss you, nor I want to miss. I'm ready to dive. You'll hear from me in the perfect moment.
for ten minutes you hear what I'm hearing from a night? So please, give her and listened to live this well!

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