every now and then it hits me.
this feeling that I have suspended my life, real life, the things that count.
I mean, it is not like I was doing nothing, I was actually doing a lot to achieve one target. but then sometimes that target looks so unimportant in comparison to feelings, people around me, love, emotions.
it is a long time I have not felt alive. that way that happens sometimes. during one night, precious moments.
come back to me, life, hit me.
Quando meno te l'aspetti, ti investirà come un treno in corsa, e all'improvviso i giorni ti sembreranno troppo corti, maledettamente troppo corti, per riuscire a fare tutto quello che vorresti.
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