PJ

Always wear cute pyjamas to bed, you'll never know who u will meet in your dreams.

waiting for you I'll drink a glass of wine

tonight I got lost in a dream that smelled of places already visited. I must say a nice dream. we are in a seaside village, at the North Sea. there are people from my past and unknown people. it is Saturday morning in a basement where teenagers play and we play a game that is a mix of 'Who's afraid of the hawk' and bullfighting. and he is here. he has been invited. and he came to see me. he does not belong to me anymore and I also do not want him anymore, he has the smell of a stranger, but his presence is very familiar to me, I feel at home. a beautiful dream that filled me with hope. and left a bit of hope even when awakening in the morning.


Where do I go, when part of me is dying?
Somewhere they're baking new bread
There's peace in my life.

I'll be the rain, and you'll be heaven crying
And my eyes will be filled with flowers
Upon the snowfields of white.

And we will learn to walk together
Oh hand in hand, we'll walk together
Domenica.

Waiting for you, I'll drink a glass of wine
My heart will explode again
And we'll be larger than life

Time in the distance, will bring me to your side
From high up in heaven, diamante
We'll see peace with our eyes.

We'll see them walking, the brides and soldiers
Dancing the dark, they melt together
Against the twilight
And all together we'll lift our voices
Singing the time, to play at soldiers
is gone forever
Domenica.
Fai piano i bimbi grandi non piangono

let it go

ho sognato di te in giorni di pioggia e in giorni di sole.

e poi ho letteralmente sognato di te. delle tue labbra che sfiorano le mie e del loro profumo.

ma non mi apparteneva più quel profumo

game

the resolution for thenew year was to try to shift the focus on the present, when the mind goes back to the past. well. my unconscious is playing with me.

last night I had a dream/nightmare. To tell the truth rather humiliating. I was essentially in a city of my past. implicit was that a few months (or years) ago I had already gone there and I had asked an old friend if he was okay. Basically what happened tonight was that I was walking along that street and I saw the name on the ringbell. The common friend told me that yes, he had returned, was living with his girlfriends and would get angry if he saw me there. Precisely in that moment he comes (with bleached hair ...), and he gets angry and tells me to stop tormenting him. Don't I have a life of my own? In all this I was humiliated because I was actually passing by by chance and I tried to explain clearly that I do not want to get back with him.

But the general feeling was of humiliation. And it was a very real dream.

Magic Kingdom, what are you doing to me?