Sometimes this place gets messy, turns into a total chaos. I get stressed with all that's around me. All the mess and the chaos that this place turns into. The noisy days, the confusion installed, generated by all the uninterrupted movements in my backyard. Trucks and workers, unknown and strange trucks and people in my backyard. I feel nervous and I feel that the trees and the birds are nervous too. In the middle of it I get excited to spend / spending my days here. Because this is what life suppose to be sometimes. People have to work to gain, to pay own duties with some physical and mental work and effort, if they want to do and build something. This is what my life had to pass through if I wanna to live one day in a numb, in a quiet and comfortable place and in peace.
Spending time taking less care of me, all the time, not all the time, taking more care of my two young kids than me and everything else. Is it well spent? Will it be worthful? I think it will be. With more time or less time in this messy times it will be, I going to live in Rome.
The kids will grow and if they like me and the place and stay here I believe they will do the same for me when I get older.
Loving the moment even within all this crazy mess.
I can't deny all this craziness of the moment and my craziness.
Not even hide my eyes and arse.
She talks to me and smiles.
I can't deny my guilt.
Is she guilty or not guilty and I'm loving it and her.
Well, she doesn´t like books and that book she found on that stair...
She threw the man out of the window
and the man fell like a black swan on top of the flowers he had planted yesterday with lotta of love in the garden.
Hello Eddie
Fail
Felt hail over me and I don't think I've fail.
However things could had be done differently, in another way.
Sending kisses to you. without any excuse but love.







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