As always , no one has ever the feeling to do enough: if I look out the window does not recognize anything, except things and people buried in snow that does not autoconvincere you're thinking, but it's time to think. People
split that glue their pieces with the snow and people falling on the whole that break the ice.
I can not say from which side I am right now, even if I'm part of this game, I like to think they are above such things, even if they are, if anything, below.
The only certainty is that in going to the library I will surely break falling, solving the question of belonging that grips me not too. I'll try to slip quietly not to disturb anyone, including myself, in this block that no one understands and recognizes (I will pretend to do so) going to like every year around the same point of departure or arrival that is, there is imposed by Social and religious costume after all, so.
split that glue their pieces with the snow and people falling on the whole that break the ice.
I can not say from which side I am right now, even if I'm part of this game, I like to think they are above such things, even if they are, if anything, below.
The only certainty is that in going to the library I will surely break falling, solving the question of belonging that grips me not too. I'll try to slip quietly not to disturb anyone, including myself, in this block that no one understands and recognizes (I will pretend to do so) going to like every year around the same point of departure or arrival that is, there is imposed by Social and religious costume after all, so.
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