was a little that I did not see R and when I called to tell me that was in the area and wanted to chat I thought it was destiny. I need an intelligent conversation that distracted me from the heat and ultimately I was missing though as my usual never fails to pick up the phone and organize a coffee or a beer. And it is certainly lack of affection my, indeed. To tell the truth I know not even explain it
Loss. I did not expect
I left the meeting with an overwhelming sense of helplessness and bewilderment.
R was not the people who stood before me.
I tried to repeat for a few hours after we said goodbye: It was not R
Then I went through mentally his gestures, his eyes, his resentment hidden behind a calm tone of voice but full of resentment towards the world and I are awakened from slumber, I began to seriously worry about Rs.
So in relation to a couple of hours I became a peddler of impotence doubt and concern.
The person tenacious, aggressive and proactive in with whom I had shared discourses and fears had become a fortress of disappointments ready to attack bother with the whole desert circumstances.
All he had dreamed of being and so did somersaults now disavow as a prison made only constraints and schedules.
"A passion if it becomes a trade is simply odious." Which has itself a logical absolute, but so are led to believe that the only thing so we can die without sacrificing too much in times with and posts is something that we love a more or less deep.
Currently is undeniable that in my future perspective this seems the least odious.
tone curled at times taking the fold of "absolute answer" absolutely and direct the prosecution to my childishness (which are absolutely true and never denied) and my not wanting to risk it. Risking
Risking for what?
The thing that left me helpless and verbally this was sterile.
only felt anger in his voice, no positivism, no momentum. There was the desire nor the patience to believe in a solution. There was supposed to end this state of dissatisfaction as soon as possible no matter what.
And that made me afraid and left me confused, because this is what is happening around the . For too many, I'm afraid sooner or later all.
Or are you blessed by luck or the risk to create your own unique fort of dissatisfaction is becoming higher. And if you get tired of search for answers, if you have not even bear perhaps to be able to get to your solution, but you just output any risk of losing what little lucidity that you could take him to prevent any life una tale rabbia.
Si finisce per accontentarsi di quello che in realtà non vogliamo e sviluppare un odio profondo per quello che non abbiamo potuto .
Stimo R e per questo la cosa mio ha scosso più del necessario . Per tre giorni sono stata a rimuginarci sopra, a scrutare me stessa e glia ltri cercando di scorger anche in noi i sintomi. Ma ho notato che in realtà i più reagiscono alla rabbia cercando
Yesterday morning when I woke up and I i found myself with half a suitcase in the rain seeing people get back on their bike I losing a to breathe regularly.
E ' was almost liberating to wake up with the rain.
Liberating in the thoughts and intentions.
I has washed away a loss that for a couple of rounds I was clinging to his back, clutching his throat.
I had a fuckin 'afraid to fill of anger, too.
