Saturday, September 6, 2008
L'amore conta - Love Counts
Io e te ne abbiam vista qualcuna - vissuta qualcuna
ed abbiamo capito per bene - il termine insieme
mentre il sole alle spalle pian piano ca giù
e quel sole vorresti non essere tu
e così hai ripreso a fumare - a darti da fare
è andata come doveva - come poteva
quante briciole restano dietro di noi
o brindiamo alla nostra o brindiamo a chi vuoi
l'amore conta
l'amore conta
conosci un altro modo
per fregar la morte?
nessuno dice mai se prima o poi
e forse qualche dio non ha finito con noi
l'amore conta
io e te ci siam tolti le voglie
ognuno i suoi sbagli
è un peccato per quelle promesse
oneste ma grosse
ci si sceglie per farselo un pò in compagnia
questo viaggio in cui non si ripassa dal via
l'amore conta - l'amore conta
e conta gli anni a chi non è mai stato pronto
nessuno dice mai che sia facile
e forse qualche dio non ha finito con te
grazie per il tempo pieno
grazie per la te più vera
grazie per i denti stretti
i difetti
per le botte d'allegria
per la nostra fantasia
l'amore conta
l'amore conta
conosci un altro modo per fregar la morte?
nessuno dice mai se prima o se poi
e forse qualche dio non ha finito con noi
l'amore conta
l'amore conta
per quanto tiri sai
che la coperta è corta
nessuno dice mai che sia facile
e forse qualche dio non ha finito con te
l'amore conta
Friday, September 5, 2008
Strange T-shirts
If you don't like our wings, we'll give you the BIRD.
This was printed on my spinning classmate's T-shirt.
He was riding the bike in front of mine, 45 minutes of this BIRD flying around.
I hope it has found its nest, by now.
I am still wondering if the sentence has a real connection to sexuality or if it is me.
Also, BIRD was in block Letters.
This was printed on my spinning classmate's T-shirt.
He was riding the bike in front of mine, 45 minutes of this BIRD flying around.
I hope it has found its nest, by now.
I am still wondering if the sentence has a real connection to sexuality or if it is me.
Also, BIRD was in block Letters.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Cheating on Her
It looks like news come all at once.
Nothing for months and then one day everything happens.
Your life is turned upside down and you have a new balance to find, if you have the strength to do so.
This friend was 12-weeks pregnant.
Now she is not anymore. She had a miscarriage because of a rare pathology that cannot be predicted and that does not give any hope of survival to the fetus.
It rarely happens, she won the lottery.
A free ride on miscarriage for a rare pathology.
She was trying to recover from this sad experience when she found out that her husband was having an affair with one of his colleagues. It had started before the pregnancy.
He was supporting his wife. By fucking another woman.
Everybody has his personal way to be helpful.
They split up.
He refused to leave the house where they lived together for a few years.
She left. She is at her parents' house right now. It's been two weeks.
The unbelievable detail, one more unbelievable detail, is that the house is hers!
I have no idea why he did not want to leave but in her shoes I would have kicked him out. I know it is easy to talk.
I hope they will be back again.
I like romances.
It is hard to see a happy ending.
In top of that I cannot imagine how hard it must be to go back to your parents' house and see them feeling sorry for you.
Nothing for months and then one day everything happens.
Your life is turned upside down and you have a new balance to find, if you have the strength to do so.
This friend was 12-weeks pregnant.
Now she is not anymore. She had a miscarriage because of a rare pathology that cannot be predicted and that does not give any hope of survival to the fetus.
It rarely happens, she won the lottery.
A free ride on miscarriage for a rare pathology.
She was trying to recover from this sad experience when she found out that her husband was having an affair with one of his colleagues. It had started before the pregnancy.
He was supporting his wife. By fucking another woman.
Everybody has his personal way to be helpful.
They split up.
He refused to leave the house where they lived together for a few years.
She left. She is at her parents' house right now. It's been two weeks.
The unbelievable detail, one more unbelievable detail, is that the house is hers!
I have no idea why he did not want to leave but in her shoes I would have kicked him out. I know it is easy to talk.
I hope they will be back again.
I like romances.
It is hard to see a happy ending.
In top of that I cannot imagine how hard it must be to go back to your parents' house and see them feeling sorry for you.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Everything under control
Nothing important is going on.
Apart from my fresh 33rd birthday, yesterday, and the discovery of a condom's package in my office's sink - not in the bathroom, in the kitchen. Someone is fucking. I feel bad for my young colleague. She looked horrified, I wanted to tell her that there are better people around. You just need to find them.
Apart from my fresh 33rd birthday, yesterday, and the discovery of a condom's package in my office's sink - not in the bathroom, in the kitchen. Someone is fucking. I feel bad for my young colleague. She looked horrified, I wanted to tell her that there are better people around. You just need to find them.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Having twenty-three years old
You know that time is going by just because the others remind you that's your birthday, but, apart from that, everything seems to be and remain the same.
Until you work with a new colleague, 10 years younger than you.
You look at her and you can tell that her skin is fresh,
You see the way she works and you can tell that she has no experience.
She asks you what to do, how to do, what is better, what is worse, and you have no problem in helping her, You know the answers because you are older. That's why.
You feel wise and you are.
She is scared of almost everything and you are not.
Even in a completely new situation, you would know how to move, what would be the next, right step. You have seen/done/lived enough.
Above all she has that idea of the future that you do not have anymore and you do not remember when you stopped having it.
She does not say it, but you can tell that she behaves as if she had millions of choices ahead.
The good part of getting old is that you have much more fun living, you're not scared, you enjoy life more. Which is not unimportant, at all.
(she thinks that at 33 people are old, 33 for her is too far. She does not know that one of the best aspects of getting old is that you really start having good sex)
Until you work with a new colleague, 10 years younger than you.
You look at her and you can tell that her skin is fresh,
You see the way she works and you can tell that she has no experience.
She asks you what to do, how to do, what is better, what is worse, and you have no problem in helping her, You know the answers because you are older. That's why.
You feel wise and you are.
She is scared of almost everything and you are not.
Even in a completely new situation, you would know how to move, what would be the next, right step. You have seen/done/lived enough.
Above all she has that idea of the future that you do not have anymore and you do not remember when you stopped having it.
She does not say it, but you can tell that she behaves as if she had millions of choices ahead.
The good part of getting old is that you have much more fun living, you're not scared, you enjoy life more. Which is not unimportant, at all.
(she thinks that at 33 people are old, 33 for her is too far. She does not know that one of the best aspects of getting old is that you really start having good sex)
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