One week on .. I do but listen.
He turns, turns, starts again. I put in motion and he accelerates.
another week, a week after the other in June also is slowly moving towards the first decade, which is already one third of the old first month of summer.
When the summer is counted in months, when the days were different, and when leaving the house always meant fun.
I almost left the blog, tanobanano barely has a post every month .. This time I even jumped in May.
What can I say .. is that facebook is a little broader, there will be that the photos are handled infinitely better, that will end the blog is for when I want to scribble, not fuck. So
remains one of the few fixed points, and keep me company.
another week, then.
June 7, 2009, I voted today for the first time with a ballot paper other than my historical "Insular Italy. Names unknown unfamiliar faces, seat section, and unknown.
I felt strange, but excited at the same time, the diversity of the matter. Funny coincidence, my brother today unveiled its electoral card.
What happens to me, then?
why more elusive, sincere and very involved in businesses of all time?
I want them to say, I wish I could write, I wish I could express.
I just have one word: boring.
The weekend is almost a nightmare, in the absence of close companionship and apathy home, I try to escape as much as possible to not get to think.
But sometimes, go out all day tired, and I prefer to try to entertain me by reading or writing.
desire for change, in fact.
June.
Yesterday I officially decided that for my birthday present of a tenor saxophone and really start to play. Even at the cost of staying in office after they are all gone, to have a working sound / noise friendly. Yeah yeah, I want to.
I want because I want to meet people, engage, revived.
Waiting to find my future system, which I hope will be outside Italy.
And so I try to change me, if others do not change. I'm already trying with some success, and almost unexpected. I like to see new people, sometimes I like to remain silent to learn names and different situations, only light years away from the usual single-issue lines.
In short, what today would be a boring day on Sunday, has had his fair parentheses (female, by the way!) Afternoon, and this is what I love entertainment. Learn and to see the diversity.
And with a beautiful tenor sax I can get some small group that, by ska, use the horn only as small and light side dish, 2-3 notes per song, no solos, nothing impossible passages, no traffickers penguins. Those
me know about them I'll think of me.
I already do the flash, I just hope to make ends meet is in June that in July, including rent, installment of the car and insurance, estimated last two months I see.
But in the end, be self-sufficient has the enormous advantage enormissimo psychological and moral. I have time for me to deal, for now I'll settle for my little fantasies.
Dai, TanoBanano, I promise I'll write more. Perhaps maybe the creativity
Reappears
TB