Today is Sunday, is spending yet another day with no time and no sense ...
I was studying and suddenly the window of my room in an afternoon dark, in a sky full of gray clouds appeared to watch the sun setting gave me the pleasant shades of color ...
Color ...
I have that color?
Last night I was at a party and as often happens when you find yourself after you have not visited for a while 'is uncomfortable, but I do not know if the discomfort is the appropriate term was not then an uncomfortable uncomfortable ... alleged that between those friends.
have long been alone on the sidelines, would be many valid reasons to justify my attitude.
I will have chosen the simplest, most banal or the most stupid of them.
The truth is that in the midst of this rainbow of colors, emotions, true or fake, just born of friendship and love old and new
in the midst of a crackdown forced I felt gray, and a spectator at the same time worn film a silent movie.
slothful! here's what I am and I hate to this I have a complex and confusing, in my mind a mixture of thoughts from different forces. I
pervasive sense of disorder and lack of logic in which a series of conflicting reactions: I hate everything I want and what is not ho.E as if sensing that my life was in a loose sense of emptiness, boredom and listlessness, an inability to focus in on a particular activity, in fatigue and anxiety. Where my point of attraction, the pole stepping up all parts of my person, and this loss of purpose seems to drag everything in a vacuum without end.