La vita di ora

Che fine ha fatto la vita di prima? Io non la trovo. Non mi ricordo come ero, cosa provavo. Guardo indietro, alla me del prima, e non riesco a mettere a fuoco. Non la sento me. Non ho indossato tutte le scarpe che ho comprato e che sembravano indispensabili. Non ho incontrato le persone che... Continue Reading →

Another Monday

Live your days as if they were owners of the last Dusk if you really want to sniff Life on the next Dawn Pic by Cody Black

How nice are noises, sometimes…

In these days of social distance, I have often paid attention to noises. 'What noise do my two cities have in common?' I thought. The washing machine that spins? Yes. Definitely yes. I closed my eyes and I felt the scent of the detergents that my mother uses, even the ecological ones that smell less... Continue Reading →

March, April, May, ?, 2020

Monday: wake up, cry, run 3 miles, computer, cook, eat, computer, clap, cook, eat, series, sleep. Tuesday: wake up, sex, computer, cook, eat, computer, 30 min workout, clap, cook, eat, series, sleep. Wednesday: wake up, run 3 miles, computer, cook, eat, computer, clap, cook, eat, series, sleep. Thursday: Oh my goodness tomorrow is already Friday.... Continue Reading →

Getting used to …

Human beings are born to get used to stuff. No matter how long it takes but they will eventually get used to stuff. For example, I hate changes, I hate not having control of the present, yet I am able to get used to stuff too. I got used to having an intolerance for milk.... Continue Reading →

WHO ARE YOU? (tbt)

This is for you, a man after being a woman. For you looking like a Vietnamese guerrilla but you are probably Korean. For you with short hair and thousands of tattoos. For you getting on the ferry at nine twenty from North Williamsburg, every morning, always dressed in black. For you, always sitting in the... Continue Reading →

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