today I was thinking of my first day of school, back in 1989 (my goodness, 21 years ago!!!!!!!).
I do not remember much. I guess, there was one day at the beginning of September where we took some tests. All I can remember is Massimo's face. Massimo, the sweetest schoolmate. Massimo, and his syndrome. Massimo, whose family belongs the firm which has containers traveling on trains all around Europe. So that I can think of him also now that I live here.
we used to live in the town nearby, and then in October we moved. There I got a proper bed all to myself. And I remember mum bringing me to school, with my violet schoolbag and that heavy fog, that Piedmont used to have.
And so school started. And I never stopped loving it.
One woman among almost 7 billion inhabitants of this planet. Deflections, reflections, impressions and expressions. An endless journey to nowhere.
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
Tuesday, 7 September 2010
I'll fly with you
sweet sweet sweet
I still believe in your eyes
I just don’t care what
You’ve done in your life.
Baby I’ll always be here by your side
Don’t leave me waiting too long,
Please come by!
I still believe in your eyes
I just don’t care what
You’ve done in your life.
Baby I’ll always be here by your side
Don’t leave me waiting too long,
Please come by!
immagini
his breathe on my neck and that desire, that feeling which makes you feel alive. his warm voice. that day on the stairs, with the skirt blue and green.
and then him, with his thick fingers and those eyes. blue and deep. and his favorite pullover, which he wanted me to wear.
the rain falls down in Aachen today, and I go around with my flowers and my red coat. but my mind is not here. it is along the lake on November 1st, on a violet blanket. it is along a lake in Bavaria, enjoying the hug of his arms.
it is back to yesterday evening, with M. and her baby in the belly. with our peas soup and a feeling of fall approaching. the goodbye approaching.
Immer wenn es regnet
muss ich an dich denken...
and the 'man sieht sich im Leben immer zwei Mal' went lost with the wind. but you cannot change the flow of events. you made your choice. you both made your choice.
the memory of a massage.
and then him, with his thick fingers and those eyes. blue and deep. and his favorite pullover, which he wanted me to wear.
the rain falls down in Aachen today, and I go around with my flowers and my red coat. but my mind is not here. it is along the lake on November 1st, on a violet blanket. it is along a lake in Bavaria, enjoying the hug of his arms.
it is back to yesterday evening, with M. and her baby in the belly. with our peas soup and a feeling of fall approaching. the goodbye approaching.
Immer wenn es regnet
muss ich an dich denken...
and the 'man sieht sich im Leben immer zwei Mal' went lost with the wind. but you cannot change the flow of events. you made your choice. you both made your choice.
the memory of a massage.
Monday, 6 September 2010
anger
You may think that your only choices are to swallow your anger or throw it in someone’s face. But there is a third option, you can just let it go. And only when you do that is it really gone, and you can move forward.
Saturday, 4 September 2010
Navtej Singh Sidhu
36 anni, indiano, lavorava come muratore vicino a Roma. Il 2 febbraio 2009 a Nettuno, è stato picchiato da tre persone che l'hanno cosparso di benzina e gli hanno dato fuoco. Dopo vari interventi alle gambe, gravemente ustionate, è ancora ricoverato in ospedale. Non lavora da 18 mesi e non può mandare soldi alla sua famiglia nel Punjab. (Internazionale N.860, Anno 17)
E mi vergogno.
E mi vergogno.
Friday, 3 September 2010
awesome
The most awesome person I have ever known is this girl who lives in a place called the mirror.
Wednesday, 1 September 2010
Branzino al cartoccio
Forno a 170°C, tempo di cottura 30 / 45 minuti, in funzione della dimenzione dei branzini, e se aggiunci o meno patate e olive.
Puoi mettere patate _a dadolini o rondelle_ non molto grosse per agevolare la cottura, non vanno sbollentate, una volta tagliate, le patate, è meglio condirle con un pizzico di sale ed un goccio d'olio; puoi anche mettere qualche oliva nera snocciolata.
In sintesi:
preparare un pezzo di alluminio, mettere un pizzico di rosmarino o origano, poggiare sopra il branzino, riempire la pancia ed intorno di patate e olive, spargere sopra un pizzico di sale, ancora rosmarino e/o spezie in generale, chiudere l'alluminio in modo mordido ( senza stringerlo, perchè si rompe ) - infornare quando quest'ultimo è in temperatura, e buon appetito :-)
Puoi mettere patate _a dadolini o rondelle_ non molto grosse per agevolare la cottura, non vanno sbollentate, una volta tagliate, le patate, è meglio condirle con un pizzico di sale ed un goccio d'olio; puoi anche mettere qualche oliva nera snocciolata.
In sintesi:
preparare un pezzo di alluminio, mettere un pizzico di rosmarino o origano, poggiare sopra il branzino, riempire la pancia ed intorno di patate e olive, spargere sopra un pizzico di sale, ancora rosmarino e/o spezie in generale, chiudere l'alluminio in modo mordido ( senza stringerlo, perchè si rompe ) - infornare quando quest'ultimo è in temperatura, e buon appetito :-)
I decided
I am not ill anymore.
These days I'm enjoying discovering new foods, like smoked tofu. Or buying different cereals (oats, flax, spelt) with fresh apples and bananas and then warm them up with some water: a great breakfast, a nice variation for porridge. And I am cooking myself nice soups, with cereals, potatoes and then giving them taste with home-made pesto. And I love using the mint and the basil which grow on our balcony.
These days I'm enjoying discovering new foods, like smoked tofu. Or buying different cereals (oats, flax, spelt) with fresh apples and bananas and then warm them up with some water: a great breakfast, a nice variation for porridge. And I am cooking myself nice soups, with cereals, potatoes and then giving them taste with home-made pesto. And I love using the mint and the basil which grow on our balcony.
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