I reread curiosity to a post a year ago, precisely on 12 April 2007, the thing that struck me is that I bothered to rewrite it in some ways the same, because at some new friendships and happy to talk about the reasons for this failure have been these ....
The situation that had inspired had honestly hoped for a moment in which something is smuovesse, a moment of intense light seemed to come, only that the flash is gone, and that seemed to have turned on the light bulb has burned out ...... .....
Everything is back to normal, I just luckily not exactly equal, more peaceful, perhaps, or just more resigned with an idea that maybe I could, I would rather look ahead and seek other ways ... But
if I had the browser and other destinations to be specified risk of ending up always there ....
But as time goes with everything, I feel that this will pass and I'll put in the trunk that has taken the place of the drawer where you store your dreams ... There is a lot of place but this was nice, big, too big for me ..
But the feeling of absence of something to talk about a year ago has been a little less, but there is something, ....................... .......... but the anger is greater because nothing has happened ..... but it's because I have not been able to get out of this thing I knew was impossible and I continued, as I usually defer to my encounter with the reality that sooner or later will come .......
but one thing I think, will find me when you get ready .......
..... and I fall .....
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