We tend to be quite tough with ourselves. I see, it's also hard to fall in love with our spectrum in the mirror. Keep your strenght, not to your enemies but to bear all the pessimism you put upon yourself.

It can be bitter

You can't stop saying things. No matter what, you MUST say those ones. Otherwise, how could I know? 24 hours have passed and I still don't know.

No matter what: SAY THINGS. We can't just let it go, we don't have such power of guessing what the other person is feeling. If you wanna love: be careful. And say how do you feel.

Remember: be sweet

Many changes, guys! New background, new willings are about to come.

All I have to say is: ENJOY IT! Life, music, friends, books, especially books (and alcohol!)! I hope to be more committed to this blog next year. I don't know if it necessary or even if YOU need it, but if I need it, I' ll be here.

Don't go blind. Be sweet.

Crap, new year

Ok, this is true. 2010 is ending now and everyone starts to say the same old things as they have said all those years left behind.

But, the truth also is: we feel comfortable to say these things (that may sound silly) only in this moment. Because it is the only one which makes you think about... frustrations? Maybe. On the other hand we are alive and there is something hidden in a deep black hole inside that can make possible just smile and be happy due to an accomplishment.

Happy 2011, although we know we have loads of obstacles looking forward.

there's always an option, isn't there?

Through the darkness... you see the stars.

Hello people worldwide. It is a brand new day and it is still dark here. In the last few days, some specific things have been bothering me a little. Actually, not so specific things. I don't know why I feel so uncomfortable maybe it is what the narrator of Notes from Underground called the excess of consciousness that men go through sometimes. In some cases, I wish I could live my life without thinking so much about what I should be, where I should be now, doing this or that. The subject is always the same, right?

The fact is I'm trying (I don't remember since when) to stop suffering for foolish things. I won't hurt myself with troubles that are not mine. Few years ago, maybe three years, whatever, I heard some good words (I won't mention here where) that made me feel really better about my life. But now, it is like a disease. It comes and goes. I can't say I'm unhappy now... it would be stupid!

The only thing that matters is to keep a place for the real self. The real you. If this is the only space I've found to do this... great. It is what it is. My attic.

You should come over!

As Neil Young says... "time is running out, let's roll!"

:)