And here we are, last post of this tormented, 2010, flew in a flash, yet slow and sleepy like a sloth.
I stop to reflect on the year that is ending, and what we will begin a few hours.
on what I want, I already know they do not want, to have to avoid, you can not have, people I want on my side. And on those who would just better not.
That past was to be the year of rationality. And luckily it was.
Let's say I gave blow.
One year after all quiet, with no shocks or bad news. With emotions almost always under control, with the nerves in their place and very, very few roller coasters. Just as well, that it took a little break. I look and I tell myself that I've had worse. So much so, and so should be enough for now.
I put away some of illusion that sooner or later and I'm glad that's enough of me, I managed things well.
... thank
The friends that you save the wrong mood or an evening with a smile, a draining herbal tea or a lip-gloss colored.
My house which is increasingly becoming a nursery and a den where I seek refuge. And maybe I am, even if not every day.
My family now, as happened not too many years, is a place of serenity and affection without becoming a cage. Present but not intrusive.
Pruning bonsai, painful but necessary order not to lose the plant its shape, because it's just never change and change a little every day.
The firm certainty of the things that I did not want, that the holiday should be avoided, the conventions that not apply, at least for me.
maturity choices, awareness of reality and intelligence to change your mind whenever you need it.
The long work on myself, inside and out and learn to accept that quell'insicurezza will always be a part of me. In spite of everything.
Who does not want me and I do not deserve it, who wants me but does nothing for me, who goes by but does not go away, but who has not stood still, who calls me every day and then I look for most people, who decided to change life and no longer remembers the address of my house, and who, despite everything, still finds time to spend with me.
Why all in their own way, taught me something.
Ligabue I Concert, with the adrenaline that goes up, the voice that goes down and forced to sing those words that seem to think and written for me.
sudden departures and impromptu gatherings, which are nevertheless the best.
The things that really do not expect those in which you hope to the end, the things that deep down you already know how else to go and those who take an unexpected turn on the way. And those who take as they come.
superficial people that are always sure of all the doubts of intelligence.
And then the trunks of feelings locked with a key that you do not know where, but for now it is much better not to try them anyway because apriresti.
Who is in the heart and who does not go away from the head.
myself, the desire and strength to always remain I always want me well and the effort to learn to be in a showroom, not to discount.
I meet new people and old conflicts.
Projects, those who have already taken shape in my head, those who are now only a vague idea.
I wish that 2011 was a year too light and not to be taken seriously.
Actually no, we're at the highest point. I want a big year at a cloudless sky, the sun all day. I do not want only peace, I also moments of real happiness, I want friends, laughter, parties and travel. I want job satisfaction and feelings at home. I love, I choose life. I want a long and fragrant spring, I
starry skies and moonlit nights.
I want to take everything, absolutely everything that life can give me, and more.
Ok, now I'm really ready.
Cheers. For myself, life and the new year.
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