coming to an end in May, and I find myself writing from an Internet Point in Florence. I decided at the last second, yesterday morning I took two things and I took the first train that is happened to me. Since I was not so much a thing: pick up and go where I thought caper just for the fun (and maybe even a little 'the need) to move, to breathe deeply, to see places and people I miss .. . Of course, I did it also because this time I can ` afford to do so. It takes advantage of the occasion. It is a bullshit, compared to many other things I could do and I do, but also falls in this series I'm doing things only for me .
I do not know, like use the free time I have to enroll in professional courses, go see museums and exhibitions, concerts to hear, literally take care of me, in every sense. Why there's no story unless I start with me, I will never be useful. And if they are not helpful to anybody, I'm wasting my life.
I am 30 years old, to certain conclusions I arrive late, are well aware, but I'm not going to add delay to delay. So Here I am trying to implement changes, big and small, in my life, to improve to improve.
Another thing I've done for me is to dedicate myself to break the promise was : I owe it to myself at the end! It may not happen is nothing important, but I still have something to say (and write), musically speaking, and I intend to do everything I can to not throw away years of hope and sacrifice (not only mine, however).
shall say all that `I'll have to say,` I will give everything that `I'll have to give.
At the beginning, when I moved here on the blog, I said: " I started with a blog, will end with myself" .
was wrong. Maybe I'm really
just beginning. And I'm immensely happy! The
blogghetto of Paoletta 
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