Finally I can write!
Groundhog so with all my drama and my sorrows, after having a huge jelly croissant even though I had already had breakfast ... but I also like this: empty soul, but full of sweet in the stomach! It 's my, albeit meager, consolation. It
have happened a while and all that has been my daily living for a month was abruptly interrupted by the sudden news one evening. It was not easy to be strong and resist all the pressures of family decency of behavior, forgiveness, inner suffering ... And now, who have passed a couple of weeks, my emotional capillaries yield inexorably ... I've been busy, I kept busy in the physical moving and arranging furniture, cleaning, not to think, but the thought follows you everywhere, or worse, is within you, and you can certainly defeat him. For what can my turtle has been around me and I moved as I moved into my daily living his dedication to telling me "do the good" by giving these words the most translated meanings, but as she says "I am a disaster "and that does not change, I can just turn it and shape it to best buy for him a form congenial to me. I'm going off topic ... maybe I missed you
Copito but now, thanks to the only positive note of this sad requiem (?) Can weave the weft and warp to my liking ... I sincerely hope this can help.
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