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A Special Day (story?)

Flavia: What is it?

Matthew ...

Flavia ...

Matthew: You took off his glasses ...

Flavia: Yeah, I do not need right now: is I do not see it from afar, and you are near

Matthew: And that's just me you want to watch?

Flavia: Why, is there something more interesting, you know?

(laugh)

Matthew: Let me look into your eyes ...

(Flavia smiles, raises his head to allow Matt to watch)

Flavia: What do you see?

Matthew ... (smiles in turn) is beautiful ...

Flavia: What?

Matthew: To see your eyes smile. Knowing that you are happy without telling us anything.

Flavia: In fact, there is no need to talk much: I see you are happy, without you I have said nothing. I saw by your smile, sure, but your eyes were smiling long before the lips, e. ..

Matthew: Close your eyes ...

Flavia: Eh ...?

Matthew: Yes, close them ...

(Flavia closes his eyes. Matthew takes her hand in his, gently, as if afraid of hurting her, and approached him)

Matthew: It is not just my eyes want you to communicate what I feel at this moment ...

Flavia: What ...?

Matthew: Do not worry, trust me

Flavia ...

(pause indefinite)

Matthew: Now you can open your eyes, if you want

(Flavia opens his eyes: his hand is resting gently on his chest, his press lightly on her hand to stop tenervela)

Matthew: Okay, now you also perceive what I feel. There is no need to talk, you're right: we must be able to see and hear to really understand ... That is ... Oh, sorry: I'm wrapped! See, I know you from little, yet I know that right now you know exactly what I feel, and you understood it before, when we met. It took a few words and we were perfectly tuned. This does not happen often ...

Flavia: Almost never, to tell the truth ...

(Pause for silence: Flavia's hand is always on the chest of Matthew, the two look at each other without speaking, always smiling)

Matthew: It is strange ... I can almost hear your thoughts ...

Flavia: And what's even stranger is that it seems to me to receive your ...

Matthew: It's beautiful, all of this.

Flavia: so beautiful that I almost fear

Matthew (staring) : Why? What scares you so much? What are you afraid?

Flavia: (supporting the view of Matthew) : What a finish. What this is all a dream. May you be disappointed in me ...

Matthew: You want it?

Flavia: What?

Matthew: What a finish. That this is not real. Let me down.

Flavia: No, absolutely not, but ...

Matthew (interrupting gently) : So it will not happen. It will not happen anything bad or wrong between us. Unless you want to happen or we make it happen.

Flavia: If I say that's only because I was sick so much time, they are no longer used ... Here ...

Matthew (removing his hand from that of Flavia) : Flavia ...

Flavia (by removing in turn, slowly, the hand from the chest of Matthew) : Tell me, Matt ...

Matthew: I love

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sitting on the bed, computer on your lap and sleep for nothing: as I am to "better times"! Only then, to keep me awake were the countless problems that haunted me all the time. Not that now will not have problems (who does not have them?), But things are so radically different! I spent a period in constant motion, traveling, and are practically new session: I had the opportunity to prove myself, to see places and people I wanted to "reconcile" to meet new people, to become somewhat new too.
Someone criticizes me for having done this. Will certainly have reason, from a rational point of view ... But I needed all this: so many things went right, in my head, and therefore in my life, and many other things I know for a fact that will surely place, precisely because of what I experienced. Where to get this I had to give up a few days of work and a little 'Dindi' ... Well, patience! I know it was worth it, and that's it. I can not always live my life according to what someone else might think of: by dint of acting like that, I got to a point where I did not know what I really wanted. Anyone will understand that it is not acceptable, in no way whatsoever!
I said and I repeat: I started to live for me. Taking account of those around me, sure, but looking first to my needs.
And I discovered that it is not so terrible.
There are many things that are missing, many things still to be finalized, so many things to work on: we must proceed slowly, step by step, fall and rise, getting your muscles ... I can do all this, I'm ready to do so, I have already begun to do so.
For many things may arrive late, but someone just today (actually yesterday now), I pointed out clearly that this and only this is the right time to come to this conclusion and make a change in my life as it is happening : nothing happens by accident ... Maybe in a different time from that, being come to a conclusion in itself would lead me to just not make the right choice for me ... But it is useless to keep thinking about what could happen, I need to concentrate on what is happening in terms of what will happen in the future, depending on the direction I want to give my life.
I would not be able to complicate things so much, talking or writing ... I can learn, of course. In fact, I and I learned: I do not know enough to do more.
Oh, how quiet this house, this room ... That silence is ...
now days has been done, and for a while ': I see the light through the window of my room half-closed, and it seems perfectly natural to stay here to write without having slept all night, as I did so long ago, for reasons ( as I said at the beginning of post) very different, much more disturbing.
I came back a "sleepless dawg" (as defined me when I spoke with one of my closest friends, so I hope that is reading), perfectly happy to be back. I know, do this tour de force for thirty years is not the best of life is not that a little old, but thirty years have, alas, is not as yet have twenty ... With these ten years older than I do the math. :-)
For one thing I hope to be back to the "wakeful dawg" of long ago: the desire, almost a necessity to write. Write to time, write what comes into my head, so feel free to think. How was I once.
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Greetings from Grosseto!

I'm leaving, but I'm still here!
are in Grosseto: my city. I reviewed after six long years. Changed, like me, but always there. The walls of the pizzeria Pappagone, the square with the statue of Leopold II and porches all around ... There is still the old store with a sign or a clock-watch-shaped eye, which made me a fear of the devil when I was little ... The small square with the two shoe shops, going to the door, before crossing the walls ... The baseball field (sports in which h Grosseto always done good figure) ... Everything as I remembered it.
Rising from the walls, however, the city is unrecognizable. As it should be. The neighborhood where I grew up has become bigger, more polished: the buildings (including one in which I lived) thankfully no longer have that horrible purple color, the school has remained the same, and where was the shop my mother, there is now an office. Things change, rightly so. And to think that on that sidewalk, and in the courtyard behind those buildings, we spent the afternoons to play and try pine nuts ... Yeah, because then that area of \u200b\u200btown was so full of pine trees, and if you were not careful, you may receive a beautiful pine cone on the head office!
My God, how many memories!
I also revised the sea around Grosseto Marina di Grosseto, Castiglione della Pescaia, Punta Ala ... They also changed, for tourism, but even there I kept thinking about what, for a short time, I lived there.
I took photos of that wonder of sea and mountains just transfer it on pc, post them, you really deserve, and then let me share what I've seen. Even if what I experienced is watching me, in me.
As always, I walked much. This time it was to hear again, even if only temporarily, part of my city, and for a moment I pretended that it was really new. I need to feel at home, and they did. A sort of circle that is closed ... But it is really closed?
I needed to review Grosseto, and it alone (for the first time all the other times I visited, I was always with my own). And now I'm about to leave, I feel perhaps a bit 'sad for the little time I was here, but all in all serene, at peace with myself.
There are so many other things I want to say, but time is short and I have so many things that crowd my head. I do order, and then I can tell something that makes sense.
Meanwhile, I say goodbye to Grosseto, my dear Monte Amiata and the Maremma coast, from Principina a Mare, Marina di Grosseto, Punta Ala, Castiglione della Pescaia.
I wear them all with me, in me . The

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