Strange ... on and off each of us is on the other side of the fence ... Victim and executioner ... advice and guidance, listener and a person who throws everything out of his way inward in a seemingly unstoppable. And perhaps meaningless. I then
stages, inside and out, I do all the time.
Alterno moments when I feel strong and determined an adult of 30 years, which has managed to build solid things, to those where it overlooks the three year old girl, frightened and fragile, pointing the feet and the tears eyes if it can not be heard, if not pampered and protected, and if it does not "shared".
I do not know if I can really turn: it is difficult, arduous, and there are times like today where it seems to go really all wrong: the work does not fit, the revolt of the appliances, the things that disappear, the disorder that reigns outside and inside your head and heart ....
Confusion, this is the word doc, Vincenzo Salemme would say ... but know, how to define, find a linguistic label counts for little.
Why the confusion then we must be able to "acting it out" to overcome it.
We succeed?
do not know ... I hope that I manage.
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