I used a year. A very tough year, I did not live as I should live ... too many anxieties, worries, doubts and hesitations. I used a year, but I grew to two. You probably are aged for three, but no matter. many changes are in place and do not be surprised if you find news in the next post, if I change I will change too ... too similar to each other is not it?? I
this time I made a lot of self-analysis, I just gutted a house, threatening to bring down the that had to stay up (Go and trust of engineers: DDDD) but I also restored me ... even the right word is extraordinary maintenance dell'alghetta ... and it did not have to be free from DIA;)
far I wanted to try to appear what I wanted to be like macrobiotics, speaking of escapes, but without specifying that much. The desire to appear what I want to be led me to not feel represented by what I wrote.
I am trying instead to chip away at the image that I think others have of me, to see what is really to discover what I like and what I want from my life.
I'm deciding what to keep and what to throw in this move.
The rice will be with me in the new house, like the memory of those who gave me the awareness of its importance, Rena Levi. Renai left us in the night between 15 and 16 August, and I will always remember with gratitude, for what I taught and what he did for many.
As Eastern philosophy teaches us to every thing there is its opposite, so I open this new beginning with a thought of gratitude also to C, my homonymous Bologna, which this area has become known through a friend and valuable confidant. Now that mom is getting I can not help but think of it every day with great affection.
